The world around me is darkening
and I feel it’s drag, for it is contagious.
But I keep myself from getting down,
for you have asked me to write something cheerful.

Catch me in the mood, and I shall write something new.
Something splendid.
And you are right my pretty friend,
I ought to express the joy I have found.
I should smile more.

Look at you!
You are marvelous
and I know you.
That is my joy.

Listen!
I have learned the way of sounds
and praise the lord with these ways.
That is my joy.

Taste!
Not only has He made food sustaining,
but He has made it magnificent
in color and flavor.
That is my joy.

Open your eyes!
In all of creation is love,
it is everywhere.
The trees, the sky and you are all beautiful,
and I have held these things in my gaze.
That is my joy.

OH my pretty friend,
you are right!
I should write something joyful.
I should smile more.  :)

Time.
Love.
A love for time.
There’s no time for love.
No time for time.
No love for love.
Love the time.
Time the love.
Not bound to time
To which time is bound.
Not bound to love
To which love is bound.
Love is time
Time has to love.
Time be time.
Love be love.
Love is in time.
Time is in love .
It is the time of times.
The love of all loves.
Time and love run round and round.
Love and time are never bound.
To you.

If you could look inside of me,

Perhaps you would cry.

Or perhaps you would laugh.

I try not to make a habit of either.

I just look the other way.

I am safe behind my sunglass
Their shine hides my eyes, which reveals much of myself.
And I wear my sunglass in the darkness
I wear my sunglass where I please.
Nothing can touch me
Because I am safely hidden behind my sunglass

If I renewed my shades
When I entered through the door
Then I would be predictable.
I be who I want to be
Safely hidden behind my sunglass.

I am a magician
I am a Dylan
I am who I want to be
Safely hidden behind my sunglass

I can see everything and yet remain unseen
I don’t need to worry
For I am safely hidden behind my sunglass

Like everything they are more than what they are
Unlike myself, they are my fearless shield.

And I shall remain safely hidden behind my sunglass.

There’s nothing to hold on to
out in the ocean.
There’s nothing to see
out in the ocean
but the ocean.
And all of the water in the ocean
can not quench your thirst.
And the miles of it
make escape futile.
It was only but a
matter of time before
I drowned.
But I saw the sunset
spread on the horizon and die like a flame
out in the ocean.
So if you are ever
out in the ocean,
wait until sunset.
It is like nothing
you have seen before.
There’s nothing to hold on to
out in the ocean.
There’s nothing to see
out in the ocean.
There I drowned,
out in the ocean.
But there I saw the sunset.
And let me make it very clear,
I would not trade that moment
for anything.
Oh, how I wish I could go back,
out in the ocean.

Where is the battle, the sword and the shield?
Where is the power you wield?
Where are the flames to scorch the deceiver?
The great throne that awaits the believer?

When will you bask in your glory,
admit to your magnificence,]
and indulge yourself with reward?
When will you shine on every shore,
And brag of your innocence?

Smite us with brimstone
Leave us alone
Rule with your fist
How can you resist?

Love is not a tool for war,
so what is it for?
Why do you keep it always?
Where are your warrior ways?

The fight is unseen,
but your grace is not subtle.
You are the lover
of unloveable.

I will walk
And I will not turn
I will not speak.
I will walk

and the world will know
what I am about
because I walk

My mind will have it's troubles
My heart will shatter
and my muscles will be strained
But I will walk on
as I did when I was young
And the world will learn with their eyes
and I will teach.
I will walk.

It's not about me.
I may not even believe
but I will walk.
And bit by bit
they will talk
about how I walk.
The will murmur to themselves
and I will know how they murmur.
And I will walk.
I will walk to the sound
of the murmurs
ignoring the roaring pain
of my mind
and slowly
bit by bit I will be.
I will walk.
And then I will fly.

They will walk around their houses
their streets
their parks
imitating my image
and slowly bit by bit
they will walk.
Their imitations will become their walk
They will walk.

And when I fly away
they will walk.
And slowly
bit by bit
they will be.
And then they will fly.

And then it's perfect