Follow the falling leaves
Carried by the eddies of the wind
In between rain drops dripping down
Spread your wings my bird
For I may sustain no more
The hunger that haunts you

.

You could...

Let the universe decide...
If it has space for you.

Let life decide...
If it has a future for you.

Let God decide...
If He has amnesty for you.

Or you could...

Let yourself decide...
To fight for a place
where there's always a tomorrow,
blessed with opportunities
to seek forgiveness.

.

Axiom does not lie upon the
plush bed of the words I've said.
It doesn't flourish under influence of the
flowery texts I've written.
Axiom does not fully exist behind the
actions I've deliberately displayed.

It is ingrained within the subtle folds,
inexplicable nuances
and playful innuendos.
It is present in the lull you find in between
fleeting memories and faltering heartbeats.
It is scored into the unlyricised songs,
sung when our breaths do meet.
It's in the unplanned gazes that
stray into nothingness
only to be caught by yours.
It's evident in the void... The silence we've shared
without ever feeling awkward.

Axiom...
Is the fall that you had anticipated
only after having taken the leap.
It's that feeling of not knowing where the bottom is
but yet still certain that you are safe.

Axiom is...
My unseen heart as it beats hard
for none other than you.

Nature can make one
Feel Gloomy and chilled,
But when you believe in her
And endure
She
Will
Wrap you up in Spring and Summer.

Children
Give us so much...
Let them be
Our teachers.

My hands are pressed against the sky
I feel I'm still in embryo,
Struggling to grow,
Struggling to break free.
To penetrate the sky
And dwell in the infinite.

I don't want to be limited,
Inhibited,
Restrained,
Encompassed,
Or locked in!

I want to be Free,
Knowing all there is to know,
Never needing to grow,
To flow
In a never tiring, never tedious
But continuous blissful state
Where Truth and Love Abounds
And Reigns.

Oh my love, how I miss your morning smile,
That once so pleasured my tedious long day.
Each word spoken by you a pleasant style,
Of twittering grace and luminous sway.
In all the words we spoke to the other,
None pleased such as words spoken for our love.
Each word so gentle, one after another,
Which caressed me as soft as silken glove.
But these are just shaking old memories,
Of visions so easily pushed aside.
Images that seek warm affinity,
Of other words which denied our divide.

These are my steady pictures of your eyes
Which held me focused on you as my prize.

Sometimes we think
we’re holding onto
someone, not realizing
that they’ve let go and
we’re only holding
the thread that used to
connect us.

I don't exist in a realm where I see myself.

I live in a world of flashing images,
Only some of which I have control over.

I'm drifting through the moments,
Trying my best to float back to you.

I fell in love with you in the fall.
Your presence like a crisp breeze
so refreshing, nothing could ever feel that good again.
Stealing glances from across the room
It took all I had in me not to fall to a million pieces.
I'd give anything for you to make me self destruct.

You put me on edge in the best way possible.
For you I'd fall apart forever.