Somedays
the wonder never ceases
and within me
it's all that was meant to be.

Steer me toward definition
a destiny lingering
longing to be beyond disbelief.

Forcefully it waivers forward
like winds pushing heartily
through motionless trees.

Disturb not a soul
they have not yet lain to rest
all that was dealt.

And then dealt the end.

sometimes it's for me to say it's time
and when I say time
don't say again this time

I'll be wondering
wandering aimlessly
and toward the then
after which it was meant to be
and all was set as free

we war and fight none
that we shall all too soon see
that it was never again
what was
and has been
and thus said to be

And will I wonder
upon mountains
of old
as it ages
and days go by
as it all goes old
then back to the start
will we stand fighting
with these warring hearts
wuthering to heights
unseen
and when not heard,
it shall be said again

I flow it freely
say it's me
say again
what I want to hear
so I can begin to seek
the bitterness of the sweet
serenity calling me in the end
at the end
for when it's ended
that end is one that's to
begin again

And when it's said
there we will sing
and when we seen
convergence upon it
is what we mean
it to be
and to see it sweetly singing
of me
and what was meant to be
there are your hearts
hearted
crying
loftily
planning to be the departed
beloved
gathered
withered
here today

seek not solemn silence
and the solitudes such winds
may bare

Barren as a chosen lamb
burnt on the fire
it's said again
meant to be free
until the bitter end
bitterness
the tongue's taste
******* said
clad until quickening
quickness at the very end

Say it again
say it's to all begin and when you said
then no man shall falter
wonder where though they would not
bother
try to seek and to question
and to sometimes cry
why
why when it's not
and what not
when it's clearly said to be
what was meant
what's to be seen
what's heard
always
and has been before
though never again
and to be said again
only the stains would cry
rat
for it's a rat's house falling with such splendor

cry not for me
I wondered when
And I wandered to parts unknown
and at the end I began it
since
I've said again
what's been said

How many
And how many again
What will it be
when it all bothers to settle in the winds

They sing so sweetly
A song I've never wanted to hear
so majestic
it's roaring chorus
a thousand waves crashing
surfs up
and all aboarding
wondering
ware fearer's seeking pittance
calling to the wonder of what was meant to be
stated

Cry it out
it's not what I want to be
I wondered and I have stillness
to still within it and within
which to believe

No fear will elude it
It will question it's day
for in the end
even through rambling
they will know it's way.

You feel so sweetly
words can't describe
how assuring it felt
what went on in my mind

So perfectly it sets
stillness in time
seeing after all
that's been dealt
no rhymes dare tell
what I'm feeling this time

Sounds of your memory
ring wondrously to my ears
all left is to wonder
what another day may bare

Dare none describe
what tranquility you feel
inside my mind
clear to be seen
what's next is desire

You should know love
knows no distance
and true love
no time

It's transcendent
like watering of leaves
during summer's fog
brightened with brilliance in luminescence
of a setting sun

For years the world has wondered
searching for what it lacked
then it was found
and it was you and me
together
taking time
through time
to see that it's our time
divine
that's set to right all wrongs

Let it be known on this day
that even hell has parted
to make way
for what we shall be
together

What say you
magical princess
shall I go forth
or will it be wherefore
that I say
wondering o'er into winter's days
what could have been
and why it wasn't that way

For love
I have lost nothing at all

I've never felt what it was like
to want it all to be
only the thoughts that overtake
when seduction sedates

I long for nothing at all
It all seems fleeting
worthless
without a point

What does it even matter
why do I even try
I will never feel a thing
and even then
not the sadness of goodbye

I have searched
a thousand lives this time
but only in my mind
for then there's reality:
a long list of **** I can never find

When it's time to hear that sound
sung sweetly
majestically ringing in the air
perhaps it will be said to another
by one sweeter still
and maybe through that time
in due time I will find
one that was mine

I sometimes think it will never end
but then again
who's to say
what will be
and what then

When the world ends
and we all stand
sayeth "dost thou"
for dost thou say
we shall

In the end
we seek to exist
to begin again
and then we pray
hoping it will all end

Then again
dare I say
to seek
to hear
to wonder
or
dare I long for the word
to dream

What sayest thou, almighty?
Shall it be
or will it set me free

Free of the world
free to be
free, just as me
and you
settling
wondering
trying
seeking for ways
never to see it through

To the bitter end
it has already begun

But at the end
it only serves to begin again

When will it send
I seek as thou knowest
and when you try to say
all I see again
is the bitterness of the end

Does it all mean
to be
or to be as it was

Where again will I find
the thrills that were once on my mind
these days they do nothing,
not even dream

And in dreams they say
it's more of the same
as they seek change
to have it all remain again

I should keep going
for no one knows
and if I look back
I'll fear hitting send

Who cares
or do they even mean
to mean what they mean

Do they even see
that in between there is
and always will be
stillness therein

On days I wonder
I bother to say all these nothings
and would have it no other way

What will they read now
into the nothing that was said
should it be written
words spoken
to have it all said again

Would they even wonder?
Do they even know?
Can they even fathom?
Can they ever know?

What does it all mean
all this that's said to be
I dare not think again
for nothing there will let me do
as I please
but oh please
it still means nothing to me

When the cold of a winter's storm
when all that passes begins to fade
when solemn hands do cry
oh what a winter's night
inside
but never will they delight
in pleasures left behind

Does it mean what I say
do I even say it to mean
that some have wondered
and oh what a dream

I should keep going
this is the end
never again do I want it to send
to have it all begin again

Twisted
it's logic
what then?

Epic the epics
for one said as such
and though it's the same
ne'er the twain shall meet.

You're that piece of meat
I heard, so I say again
I wish I'll never eat
and as the stars have fallen
it's granted as a promise still
for it never was
to be again.

Oh how lame it would be
for that to be
even for me
what it is

But still
I do agree
that we shall see

It won't be long now
ne'er thee worry of haste
it's time ticking slowly
readying to change pace

Respond as you should
as you would mean it to be
to let go
to finally see
what it means to be free

Living it each moment
but it's another moment still
scorned as will
desperate to be
as you and me

What else do you wonder
oh fairest
divine is a solemn place

Set loose
set all else asunder
then do it
right back to me