I within my sullen wonder
Slumber onward, dull I blunder
Echoes in me, call from under
Though I find my prize asunder.
Torn it is, within my mind.

This my prize, I'm wholly seeking
Lashing out and even weeping
Low and high, I'm fervent reaching
As bones and cobwebs, pile beneath me
And are all I seem to find.

Visions, I cant help but live so
My eyes dark, that of a widow
Loathsome of the lanking shadows
Flitting out my darkened window,
Figures that do bind me so,
searching in this dreary mind.

And though I hearken to this madness
Constantly consumed with sadness
Breaking thoughts containing gladness
Pondering upon such brashness
a book willing to unbind

Water falls away as wind cuts
Trees that grow through are persistence
Effervescent like stars shine on us
Was I ever even here in substance
Eyes that see through like fog reaches
I am still wanting, but in different places

Here again I seem cyclical
Fear within hence so cynical

The sadness of earth and souls and fears
I guess is what I'm tapping
Though I have forever grasped it
I wonder waking wanting shaking

Why I have these
Why I am these

The wind shakes leaves

When you whisper light into my being
With soft touches that call unseen
I hearken to the floating I become
Where waters in air so twirl
The ground is then, nothing known
When I spark and do unfurl
And all I have is all but me
So will you try again to see
With those orbs that stand out
Like a blaze in this world
You are currents so beneath
Where wind nor Sun could ever dare
I attempt a stammer
As you float by,
moving matter in your wake

Smolder on like watching walls fall
Burn free to encompass tall things, all
Wither within your shell, all is awe
Fortune,  formulation of thoughts called

I wanted to speak something
But am alone afraid
And while I wander on
I think to debts I've paid

I creak when I walk
I think while I talk
My eyes shine, But I'm lost
Stone smiles as you mock

If I could be the shadow
Quivering in your wake
I'd slither wide and narrow
To soothe you while you break

If these words showed me
To you for darkened flight
I would write more than these words
But who actually cares