Light a candle when you wonder where my heart has sailed
So you can see that my promises lie unbroken
This heart of mine has a soft voice that never fades
A spirit your heart will always hear
In words unspoken

Do you recall those secret places where we saw eternity
Within a world of silence all our own
How the stillness of the morning kissed our love’s face
There was no need of conversation
All answers were known

Light a candle when you wonder where my heart has sailed
In your mind you will see we have just begun
You will hear the soft voice of my heart that never fades
When the stillness of the morning kisses
The face of our sun

Before you can feel the soft touch of poetry
and it can play a song for you,
look for the positive aspect in moonlit shadows.  
Stop and wonder
how a heart breaks then makes friends
who give of themselves
until they bleed out on the cold floors
of the world.

Do you find that time lays heavy on you
within dreams
where snow melts in pictures
of piercing eyes
that mail letters to the moon.
Or are you afraid to look out the window
and stop pretending
you are falling in love with being all alone
with just your heart and a slingshot?

What litters the path where your feet move
calling out to the sky
that there is no magic wish
staring at you
waiting for you to finish.
Does your breath catch in conversations
held with snowflakes
that spin and bow then fade away
leaving you to wonder
where you go
from here.

Has it come to the point
where you walk in the places
where white lies run through the stream of life?  
Does innocence struggle with colors
that make our eyes believe nothing is true
when something new becomes old
inside of winds that creep
and freeze like icicles.

Before you can feel the soft touch of poetry
and it can play a song for you,
you must have walked this path
I have described.  
Do not stand up and leave with your
thoughts racing,
climbing higher and higher,
lest you become one of those hearts
that bleed.

I have a mask
I wear it well
What is underneath
I wish to tell

When I'm alone
I take it off
And contemplate it's fate
Will I wear it once again
And myself berate

We all wear masks
That we reveal
To the different ones, we meet
With some, we lift it up a bit
And with some it stays complete

Could your mask
Perhaps be
The white lie, that you told
Or could it be
Your tolerance
To the things
In which you don't uphold

Yes, we all wear masks
From time to time
And fail to stand up
For our beliefs
The question is, my friend
Does the mask you wear
Practice to deceive?

I set out last night on a quest to catch the moon
As I flew through the sky by the shooting stars
The moon it seemed so close to me
But I found it to be too far

I continued on my quest as the night flew by
Ever reaching up into the ******* sky
The moon it loomed before my hands
Then it flew right by

My night was ending and morning it drew nigh
From this futile quest I had to refrain
Tomorrow night I think perhaps
I'll reach out for something I can gain

I slipped into a reverie of idle pleasant hours
Lost in my daydreaming
To stop and smell all the lovely flowers
Gently renew
My inner being

All those idle hours turned into days and years
Suddenly found myself on a course
Retreating from reality and everything, I fear
To escape from all pain
And remorse

My reverie was meant for only contemplation
Time for rest and pondering
Yet became an existence of a mind vacation
A simple way to escape
Life’s true reality

Although my world was full of lovely flowers
I no longer grew
I could breathe the scent for hours
Yet to myself
Was no longer true

So many things cry out to my heart as I look into the sky
I see ten thousand tears falling unsatisfied
From a heaven that has left the pain of every day
To still be felt when breathing in a new dawn’s
Wondrous rays of light

Shadows clearly lie awake murmuring undiscovered truths
Sending looks and smiles in all of their demands
While they watch the curtains close on so many lives
Who never took a chance to look outside
What they did not understand

Bricks are placed one by one around the love we hold inside
Until forever becomes a word that drifts away
Into all the tears that fall unsatisfied among shadows
That lie awake crying out to my heart
No more straw and clay

What if I am wrong about tomorrow and the day before
And everything I think is true, I find is not
Will my world just stop revolving, spinning all around
If I discover, that I am just a dot

A dot among the billions, existing in this day
Thinking that we all hold the truth
That everything we know inside is self-evident
And we don’t give a **** about the proof

What if I find that my beliefs are just a fairy tale
A mystical illusion, that all the other dots create
That no matter how I live my life and what’s inside my heart
I have already been dealt a hand by fate

I’m out here living on the edge
Of my own reality
While finding ways to figure out
How life’s supposed to be

When I know what’s going on
I will fill you in
But as for now I’ve not a clue
How it’s going to end

I rock along with each day
Praying I see light
There’s got to be some out there
If one looks just right

I hope to find some answers
To all life’s mysteries
While living on the edge here
Of my own reality

Take a look into these inviting eyes of mine
Tell me what you really see
Attention uniquely reflecting back at you in kind
Or a surprising mystery

Do you see yourself in the reflection there
Shining sweetly back at you
Or the brightest shimmer of a stranger’s lair
Impossible to subdue

Now look away and then quickly back again
Never falter in your stare
Do you know where I start and you begin
In this love so real and rare

When I look into those inviting eyes of yours
I see only you and me
Reflecting love undefined by any words
Our own true destiny

The darkness it has faded
A new song my heart does sing
The sun has risen in my life
Such a glorious day it brings

Once my life was full of darkness
No light was there ahead
I felt nothing at all inside
All my joy was dead

Now my eyes are open wide
A smiles upon my face
As I now know what is true
And see it put in place

I now have a life that’s changed
A heart that is brand new
A new song plays inside of me
As I find faith anew

The world I cannot change alone
It’s firm and can’t be moved
But I can share what's changed in me
As I sing to you

Mistaken ideas that we can love someone
Enough to make them change
Will only cause grief for ourselves
And unending pain

We can only change ourselves
That inside we hide
So listen to those words
Coming unbidden from inside

A quick and spontaneous reaction
Unplanned and unrehearsed
Will tell one what’s inside themselves
And so often will hurt

Let’s take a good look inside ourselves
I’m sure there’s much to do
And I will work on me
While you go work on you

Who else could possibly understand me the way you do?  You read me as if you wrote the book of who I am. Despite the fact, sometimes I travel where darkness presses against the sun, laying down nothing when morning warms the sweetness of life.  

On those days, when time casually says I am crazy and wraps around in streams that haunt me with a quaint imprisonment, your smile moves through me in a delightful pleasure, caressing my face with your ways.

Sometimes I sit with my heart resting on the winds of pain and sorrow, lighting up fear and anger in never ending skies.  You wait, because you know just what to do, standing silent, by my side.

Who else could possibly understand me the way you do?  When it rains, you never try to change the air I breathe.  When my sun is eclipsed by clouds of time and space, you never deny me the chance to stand with my eyes closed, until I am brave enough to open them and see.

You read me as if you wrote the book of who I am.  As time passes, I see that what is unsaid, stares back with a message that arrives on golden wings. No one else understands me the way you do.  Your fingers turn the pages of my soul, as if you wrote the book of me.

A path to evening drops into life
like a maze full of sin.
Complete with smiles
no poet can divide.
Protection from the air is grim
same as a marriage
woven in a mist
of distrust and lies.

A sad, sad spell enchants your hands
when you lie naked
in the shadows of wanting more.
You cannot help but wonder
if this means
you are dead to the skies
lying between anguish
and the path to evening, keeping score.

Your feet fill in the gaps
saying farewell to sacrifice
when midnight strikes
yet does not save you again.  
You cannot walk the path to evening
if you do not know
your way out
of the maze full of sin.

With curious feet the night enters with beauty
in her eager eyes.
Love speaks to the ocean of hearts, she has touched
as the moon glides by quietly
before the eyes of men.
I can see your face held by the fingers
Of my hope, once again

In the eyes of peaceful angels with shining hair
of molten gold
I see those shores of all great happiness and joy
Held by a loyal hand,
proclaiming there is love
such a sweet delight rains down
To my heart, from above

I stand here within the comfort
of my silken thoughts of you,
while unmatchable tenderness appears in place
Speaks to me of memories
I can always find.
While breathing in night's sheer beauty
with my own heart in kind

I see your face, if only for a moment,
as the other half of me
As I lay here watching night enter
with curious feet.
Love sweetly touches my heart in a rush
tells me to close my tired eyes
"Sleep, dear one, shush"

Since life first whispered from the balcony, I could hear him
Opening doors and windows of mystique
While my heart leapt at every whim
He placed in front
Of me

Life shook out a prayer in vain to still my passion
But his pleading voice was heard by none
As my heart raced in aching fashion
Life was not to be
Outdone

He made haste to turn my eyes away from seeking
His chalice full of the sweetest wisdom
Knowing full well that I would be peeking
At my reflection in the bottom
With my lips upon the rim

Life whispered from the balcony on the day I was born
Thinking that my tender ears were asleep
Now he is a’ wishing he had been forewarned
His windows and doors
Shut to keep

All of my existence, is spent running like the wind
In and out of these windows and doors
Life never had a chance to gain the upper hand
When he placed his mystique
Upon the floor

Forgive me when lightning plays on the keys of your sorrow
and there is no time for everything you say
to be laid here at my feet.
Still, know that I am here when your inner light
of wisdom catches dust on the frame of your heartbeat
and I will listen through your tears.

On those days when life feels like a flying bird,
do not feel sorry for reaching out
to enlightenment as your lover, please know,
that I understand your need.

There are miles of bedlam that I would love to turn into flowers
on those nights when your sea tumbles restlessly
and those dragons of madness make you burn
the sticks of your destiny.
Instead, I will hold you in my heart
so that you can hear it beat for you,
a breath apart and still the same.
We will drown our souls together
in our own tranquility.

When you hear the call of honor weeping to the heavens above
while leaves of scorn fall upon your head,
I will stand beside you
help you roll away
what stands in front of you.

Let me be the force that drives you from the shadows
of all heartache,
when lightning plays on the keys
of your sorrow.  Even though sometimes
there is no time for everything you say
to be laid here at my feet,
always know that my feet still remain here,
next to you.

Last night we danced upon the moon
Cheek to cheek we two
No gravity to hold us down
Through the air we flew

All the stars they did surround us
All the planets within our view
Down below us our beloved Earth
Looking back at us two

Our bodies light as feathers
Spirits lighter still
I felt closer to you than ever
So much love I did feel

Is it even possible to contemplate a sea of promises unfolding petal by petal like an open book made of glass?  If I saw my world as a heartbeat would tonight be different than the flight of my past?

Why should everything dwell among a skin of silent beauty while the fire waits for meaning from a grain of sand?  Is it because our eyes lack hearts that sing to the butterflies as they arrive and land?

Should I hide behind the universe of whispering trees and brush my hands across the doors that keep me wishing? Until, I wonder if I’ll run out of rhymes if I part myself from my inner beauty misting.

I have secrets I hear laughing full of words that speak to me as a lion knocks down the door of breaking all the rules.  Still, I want to touch the glory of solitude’s lovely face and dance with mischief’s fool.

Go close the door and shut the gate
There’s no more to reveal
What’s been seen and said before
I no longer feel

That which was felt so strong
As if meant to be
No longer pours into the flow
Of everything I see

That which should flow so naturally
Now does not flow at all
And I can’t express what I don’t feel
Even up against the wall

So close the door and shut the gate
The flow has disappeared
When you take and don’t give back
You'll find there's nothing here

Sit awhile she said and I will tell you true
I will look into my crystal ball
And tell you what the future
Has in store for you

I looked deep into her fiery eyes of blue
And saw her grinning back at me
I stared her down until she looked away
As my eyes they told her true

She knew that she had naught to tell
To the one whose eyes she couldn't hold
As she saw who held the heart inside
Was the only one the future told

Twisted within the East
we drank in silent footsteps
halfway between the days,
at least a thousand times.
Hidden inside our slumber,
visions of strength came into view,
through years unkind.

Pictures of sweetness
lay under everything we saw.
No second thoughts drifted
from our pillows.
Until we wandered into the rains
that fell from the shadowed eyes
of our unsung heroes.

Faded air from the West
turned corners,
began to shine upon our names.
We all confessed from our souls
as we watched storm clouds gather
at midnight,
heard in the sound of our shame.

Soft singing was heard
from the South
emptying love into all of our senses.
A sea of wild seeds
became an orchard of understanding;
storm clouds lifted
a thousand footsteps’ defenses.

Great treasure came from the North
bringing heaven’s hope
quietly to fill the holes in our hearts.
Our souls all became
transparent as glass as we drank
in new strength
when light did impart.

Someday I will leave here and be on my own
All of this I will leave behind
To follow my dreams and watch them rise
Into a place where my name
Is not known

My spirit will rise from this dust into a light
That will stand right by my side
Carrying winds to fight off the darkness
On the days when my emotions
Are running high

I know the world will still be the same as now
Sometimes with tears on my face
With patience, I know they will dissolve
When my eyes see the light
On your face

Someday I will feel what I cannot see today
When all of this I leave behind
To take hold of the sweet days to rise
Until then I will not bend or break
I will be fine

Each of us has a dream when kisses turn into a vision
Wrapped in mystery and graceful gentleness
We sit until we see more to be certain
That which we see
Is blameless

We linger on until we can see those lips we kiss
No matter where the sun may rise
Knowing not what really exists
When we look into
Their eyes

Enfolded into forgotten joy we behold the realms
Of what could or should happen or may not
Allowing our burdens to overwhelm
And soon our dreams
We have forgot

Our hearts are tender and can be easily confused
Oft times they walk within a fairytale
Yet if one is always anticipating a hurting bruise
True love never has a chance
To prevail

I could never say
I would like for you  to be stronger
than the wind or rain.
You sparkle
even when raging tempests
are knocking
on the door of time.

I can hear passion in your voice
when you tell me
you remember
how I sang I love you
in your ear
and called you my Muse
that whispers words of love
over my shoulder.

I look into the window of your soul
see my own
smiling back happily
in the reflection of a mirror
that ripples stronger
every day.
I can see myself there
still singing to you
within this art
I write in my tears
of joyful rain.

If a painting of the skies could open up
a tidal wave of hidden emotions
that would change life for the better,
I would learn
how to paint for you.
Then you could breathe in
how I feel
when you touch me
each time
you look at my painting again.

I would never expect you to be stronger
than the wind or rain
and I know you don’t expect me
to paint the sky.
  So for now
I will write the words of love
you whisper over my shoulder
and sing I love you,
in your ear
until the day
I die.

I cried out for you on my darkest night
Praying that you’d hear me
It seemed my cries fell on deaf ears
You were nowhere near me

With outstretched arms I reached for you  
To have you take control
This was the worst night of my life
The dark night of my soul

I thought you had abandoned me
I cried for you all night long
You said that you would never leave
But I was all alone

I made it through my darkest night
Never was I alone
You were there watching over me
As you made me strong

I have seen seconds encircle the night, one at a time
So often within the twinkle of an eye
Waking me to wander from the deepest slumber
Into places where my spirit seeks
The moon on high

Seconds lay waiting like butterflies of innocence
Passing silently without any regret
Until a stroke of midnight rings in so boldly
What is nothing becomes that
You cannot forget

I close my eyes on sleepless nights; listen to the sky
Laughing and smiling as if it understands
Why seconds encircle the night, one at a time
Then appear so innocent while I lie here
Under their command

Passing seconds can change into minutes, then hours
While you wait within the twinkle of an eye
To wake up and wander from the deepest slumber
Into those places your spirit seeks
To see on high

Tired of all the wasted days
All the wasted years
So tired of running backwards
How time disappears

Sick of being sick and tired
Tired of being sad
I decided that only I could change it
Be happy with what I had

Tired of feeling lost
Always seeking home
I took a good look at myself
And how far I've roamed

I've never put down roots
Or clung to anything
Never stayed in one place for long
Afraid they'd clip my wings

It's no wonder I feel I don't belong
Anywhere I roam
I've never stayed there long enough
To call any place my home

She dreams of an accent that flows like silken streams
Plays her tambourine with abandon
Softly whispering in tomorrow’s gleam
With just one look in his eyes
Her heart is won

His shadow glides along her skin, leaving his reflection
Mirrored in the depths of her soul
Harvesting her love in the clarity of his diction
With just one touch of his hand
He has control

I love you, I love you, she hears in the sweetest echo
From each drop flowing from his stream
As the rhythm of her tambourine
Increases it’s tempo
She dreams