Crushing losses, filled with sorrow
Landslides, in perpetual rain
Endless canyons
In the center, of my heart
With its magma, flowing down
Not in burts, but as seas
Crawling down, the open wounds
All around, to protect
From the sky
Every morning, a new sunrise
But not seen, just the clouds
With teardrops falling
In the tunnels, of my heart
Winds are blowing, smoke arises
As the sun, comes rushing in
Wounds are closing
Canyons filled
A brand new ocean
I wish to swim

In my fall, there are circles
To loneliness, of the past
I forget to climb, brand new mountains
As I sleep, in the waters
Where fires run wild
Hiding, from the many colors
That play, mix and bind
Looking at the distance memories
With my eyes closed wide
Hiding in dreams, never ending
Riding trains, to netherworld
Every moment, is how it seems
With a lens, colored gray
Fog trapped just beneath
Solitude of a mind
Tangled threads, of a twine
Kaleidoscope, of a past never changing
Paints the color, of my lens
Different worlds, with every turn
From deep blues, to feel now yellow
Is to hold
A brand new day

A new day is today
Waterfall of seeds blossom
Each with, thoughts its own
Not the same, although I wish it
Own myself, and my branches
Leaves born, fruit of acceptance
As rivers flow, and feed all growth
Different trunks, different roots
Generations of seeds, floating by
Winds of change, one each day
To share the pollen, that is mature
I control, which will depart
Not the forrest, nor it me
And if a storm, with its clouds
Touches ground, breaks all rules
I still control, my growth each day
Not to wither, nor to break
Accept myself, and the change
Despite all weather
That comes my way

I hear from afar
Your voice so low
The laughter now gone
Reminiscing to repeat
High peaks in the light
Shining bright with your smile
Few tears now emerge
Hollow darkness in the soul
Fear not to be free
Like the wind over sea
Set sail and behold
Let bars not be jail
As your wings fly now free
And if tides appear, and threaten to drown
Or shades of gray, rumble high
Shaken may be, your fragile bones
But withered not, the brave resolve
That led to glide, or paddle your boat
Covered in wool, filled with warmth
And as you recall, the feelings emerge
Bring back the joy, you owned once before
You now have come close
And share what you feel
Spread it among
Those that you love
To sail not alone
But with a whole fleet

Winter winds have come and gone
Empty nests await the return
Of new yolk to settle in
Under warmth of northern feathers
Innocent cries seeking moist crumbs
Filled with love and sacrifice
Born not learned, actions not words
Fly one time, fear not fall
Look ahead to brand new skies
Fly again more strength each try
Now alone but returns
Continued growth under guidance
Mistakes will happen, scars arise
Health cannot develop without
ills of stumbles, succes not full
On to a new branch not far
From where youth was left behind
For now, empty remains atop a tree
Cold and hollow among the winds
That silence the songs of love and joy
Celebrate now, rejoice then
It is a home expecting to fill
The void of this chilly season
And when the sun is bright and smiles
It is assured to see the birth
As success comes flying in

Endless night, as though an owl
A glimmer of light
Over black silhouettes
Walking among chairs
With much torn clothes
Signs of old dreams
Restless in the mind
To wake is to die
Among mirrors so bright
Not true to themselves
Hours pile on, and the weight of the image
Takes its toll
As many fall down
Exhausted not gone
Reflections of smoke
The dawn now returns
To once again struggle
Break down and be
Alone in the dark
Let the guard fall
Dark is what is real
Or so is the choice
To remain hidden among
Smokeless mirrors

Down off a cliff
The precipice of life
A sceptic fall, where aspirations cannot survive
Sunken emotions, lethal feelings skin deep
As two streams overflow, the corners of farewell
No goodbyes as this day, holds the promise of return
To the times now long gone
An old home built of sand
New foundation found in rocks, under rivrrs of despair
Cherish only dreams, in a fog of oneself
Wake to the truth, as the bottom is in sight
To escape the dark end, is a wonder to be felt
To jump and not slip, our own will to renew
As the flames within passion
Spread ashes in the path
That leads to an ocean
Filled with hope and with courage