I found hidden passages and crept inside to see
Secrets held underneath golden wings
Ultrasonic waves drifted inexplicably into me
My blinded eyes were opened
As my ears began
To ring

I saw faces unknown to anyone within my bounds
With thunderbolts in their eyes
Chanting words of wisdom, I thought unfound
Commanding all of my attention
As their lightening
Made me sigh

I shook my head in disbelief, as tears began to fall
Upon a face, I thought I knew as mine
Denial shook my soul as wisdom was installed
Every feature of my face
I could no longer
See to be defined

My curiosity has taken me to this hidden place
Beyond, my depth of belief
I stand with confusion written on a face
Unrecognizable as my own
From which
I cannot find relief

Kindness is an essence painless for us to reach
The smallest one makes our journey light
A memory of a kindness seldom ever leaves
Brings a smile to our faces
When it is recalled
In our sight

Such a powerful virtue is contained in kindness
Though often considered insignificant
It is a choice each one of us carries within us
To nourish a seed of hope in a soul
In dire need
Of replenishment

Kindness is a gentle element, smoothing tension
Throughout energy flowing in us all
Abundantly, in supply, to each and everyone
A choice, perhaps considered insignificant
With an effect, one could never
Consider small

Such an ethereal vision we have here
In this we call our own
As if untouched by human hands
Like nothing ever known

If perfection existed in this time
This we have would be
In this special world of ours
Shared by you and me

Whatever reason would we have
To mar the face of it
To please the world and change it all
So that in this world we fit

In a perfect world it never turns
Everything stands still
Nothing changes and nothing will
And nothing will you feel

What a tragic world it'd be
If all of it stood still
Yet nothing would be going wrong
But nothing would be real

I do believe that I would rather
Have it spin too fast
Than stand here staring at nothingness
To make perfection last

Call for the most fitting to love you
not one who whispers
in the garden of the sun
to bring showers of night
until day comes no more.
Come as a woman whose days
are filled with perspective
and dreams of golden skies
to quench her thirst
evermore.

If you must go into the forest
where you may not know
who sits and waits to chase the sun
always wait a minute
to see if they are weary.  
As whoever does not know
how to listen
for the clearest voice
that calls to begin the race
is the one who meets
all fury.

Sometimes you will hold all you thought lost
when you walk off
into the distance
with your heart beating
as if it has become boxed in.
Always remember
you have more than one night
to find what you think lost
so please do not cry
for what sleeps
within.

Outside of your window
there rages a fire
that is deeply satisfying
if you will open your door
you will no longer remember
your greatest disappointment.
Always call out to where there exists
all that you can find
inside of balance,
no time like the
present.

The grass bowed in the quiet evening
while five hundred children
stood by like lambs.
Awaking a symbol of love
With their smiles.

The sweetest sound broke forth
To cheer the stars above
While the children all lit candles
For every nation
I could hear a drum resound

Like flowers by a meadow stream
Such grace was revealed
When at last I could see their faces
There I fell to the ground
And began to dream

In my dream I followed the children
Into the coldest winds
Wondering if I would die, following love
Then soon the sweetest weight
Proved to be light

A burden was lifted from my fearful heart
with such gladness I was filled
When the cold winds led to a pathway
Where the souls gone before
Now quietly lived

I charged ahead of the children
To meet the ones I loved
But like flowers by a meadow stream
I was held in place
By the hands of precious time

I awoke crying on the grass that bowed
In the quiet evening
Where five hundred children once stood
Wiped a tear from my eye and smiled
As I lit my own candle of love

My senses wonder how to find peace
among company not familiar
with the lightest touch.  
Even though I have written down
everything of which I dream.  
My words are not heralded
by the new age the same
because a pebble
means more to them
than a beautiful sunset's beams.

The youngest
seem to rise inside the walls
with no names,
disguised as sparkling diamonds
known as hope.  
I must beware of their winds
as they can overwhelm
the very air I cradle and for which I fight.  
Or, I may find my Heaven
has become absent
and that I have given up everything
I know to be right.

I could look straight through the glass
and hear the strangest voices ever
from my reality.  
And, I would want to know
what lies at the bottom,  
posing as flowers for my hair.
Still, I find there are wrinkles in my climate
painted on the panes of life,
numbed by “I don't care”.

If I tried to escape or perhaps fight
for what I believe,
would I be considered shallow?  
Could I still feel   the appeal of peace
or would I want to cover my heart in sleep?  
So, I watch the schemes
of those not familiar with the lightest touch
then watch them drink the wine
of what they reap.

See your flowers as they bloom
Beautiful and rare
Tended by your loving hands
In need of your care

Give them sunlight and the dew
Watch them as they grow
Keep them free from foreign hands
And weeds you do not know

Feed their soil with what they need
From your spirit mind
So they can always grow and be
And their beauty you can find

Come and hold me now my love
Here I've always been
As in the days of our long ago
Hold me once again

Enfold me in yours arms my love
Protect me from the wind
Let come to me no harm
Hold me once again

Come and dance with me again my love
Round and round again
Look into my eyes
And dance with me again

I have waited so long for you my love
How long this wait has been
Come and hold me now my love
Hold me once again

I am who you see when you look in the mirror
What you hold inside your heart
I am the same as you are
I am your other part

Our hearts are one and the same
I look inside and see you
You look back and see yourself
In everything I do

We are two hearts that beat as one
Separately together
My heart has found a home in yours
Where it will stay forever

One by one we feel the breezes
that soothe us musically
like a breath of silver wings.
Rivers fade into themselves
leaving expressions we understand
yet do not quite notice.
We chase shadows into hidden corners
when night falls;
lie them close
just to hear them ring.

We desire to touch another’s name
but when we close our eyes
we are carried away.
The answers we find are reflected
on our fingertips as scars
returning to show more of us
that our time has come.
So we bend like weeping willows
again inspired
by come what may.

Wisdom spirals breathtakingly,
rains down
divided by our faith.
The hand of fortune confounds us,
deafens our ears
to what we believe.
Dawn breaks and we yearn
for what is impossible
to live over again.
Yet, one by one we feel the breezes
that soothe us
musically.

You ask me if I have a face
That can launch a thousand ships
I laugh at you and say
My eyes can only see one ship
My friend
And he is in my bay

A touch we took, because each breath we wore, whispered yes, inside the searching.  So, we circled all our pride with warmth of reason, so we could keep from hurting.

We both smiled at those clouds of divine truth, spinning backwards as they dispensed.  Since an appetite for silence, fueled the moon and stars in this world, as our defense.

One storm caught a kiss we thought had touched the ground of breathtaking rivers to the sea. Yet, neither of us cried out in fear or yearned to fill the empty space, left for free.

There are winding trails that rise so steep
I have walked upon alone
Searching for the one who will know
All the words to my heart’s song

My drifting heart's a lonesome wanderer
Who has traveled many years
In search of one who can sing my song
Out loud without fear

No roots have I put down for any length of time
Nor have I lighted there for long
Could this perhaps be because I seek
One who sings a perfect song

Could my heart ever be so deaf and cold
Or too blinded now to see
When the one who sings my heart’s song
Stands in front of me

One Word

You are just one word in a line
For one line on this page
You belong to one page in this book
The book of life’s big stage

You are a part of the makeup
So essential to the line
No sense at all can I make
If you I cannot find

I grasp at straws to find you
Seeking high and low
As the book I cannot finish
If you I do not know

Finally I find you
Dancing in my face
And my book I can finish
As I put you in place

On my telling all, the skies counted my last breath
As if, the beginning flowed within a smile
Exquisitely existing in the windows of our lives
In rooms where we speak of things
Ancient, yet known inside of our hearts
All the while

I have known different dimensions within my soul
Other lands with lovely blue seas
Is it not evident when you look into my eyes
I am reminded of a love unforgettable
Incredibly dear scenes I hold in precious jars
Of my memories

Endless thoughts reveal answers already known
A wisdom carried in the mist untold
Sailing into all that you think lies before you
Circling to stand alone with the heart
That once existed in the windows of our lives
In the rooms we withhold

You hold the fruit of my pathways
during storms that could chill the shores
of the blackest hearts.  
Forming bracelets that encircle my soul
until I am down on my knees
knowing wherever you go I will follow
because I am your other part.

You hold in store a truth that sweeps across me
with a brilliance speaking slowly and softly
like the stars affection for the moon.  
My heart beats in solid measure with your own,
same as starlight removes
a shadows downcast of gloom.

You spill into my sleep and kiss me with understanding
behind the blossoming beauty calling from years
of not being held,
breathing life into that which never beat with love.
Until what mattered most
found it adored the kiss finally felt.

My days ripple with the finest occupation of creation,
pressing against my tongue
as a breeze of the sweetest wine.  
I hold your words on the air of eternity
and pray they always tell me
you will hold me
whenever I am looking for
all I need to find.

I always knew that lightning
could split the sky
as the world stared calmly
at all that lies inside distraction.
That just a touch from the strongest hands
takes the breath away
from all that has been written
on the edges
of thoughts of satisfaction.

I have always felt the shadows of the night
even though they were hidden
from the innocence of my caring view.
They are just as bold in the morning
like silvery crystals flying
by sweet lovers
as glints fading into a powerless time
we once pursued.

Constant tears
have been inches apart
from the concern felt for foolish reasons,
when what is unknown is revealed.
Moreover, I have always known
that anguish is felt by beating hearts
when everything carried on their cufflinks
silently cries not to be real.

However, I did not know
that lightning is arranged
in wild waves we feel in our sleep,
as it does not strike disturbingly.
Nor, that the shadows of the night
can come unmasked
to trace its fingers as an exhale
across hearts with destinations
unknown to me.

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.

You have the desolate look
of the hunted
In your smoldering eyes
As if you have
so many dangerous secrets
a mysterious
sordid past to hide

I can hear your thoughts
softly humming
Each time I look at you
Like a soft burst
of dissonant music
Illuminating the bitter truth

There are layers of complex
and mysterious meaning
In the way you avert
your soulful eyes
As if you feel a malevolent pressure  
Squeezing you from inside

As the last light of the day
is fading
I am committing each detail of your face
to memory
Look at me now
do not turn away
Reveal your secrets to me

Do not let me continue to read
enigmatic messages  
Into that which I think I see
in your eyes
Please open yourself up and talk to me
Before I say goodbye

I chase the blazing sun on the wings of a gentle breeze
With my soul, freely open and unconfined
Listening to the rhythm of the harmony of trees
Singing songs of release
To all mankind

I am never fazed by rain that pours in torrents
When my skies are black as coal
No fear does flashes of lightening warrant
With this song I hear
Kept in my soul

I carry wisdom within my *****,  found as I chase
The blazing sun, on these gentle wings
Holding inside the rhythm of a trees embrace
In this melody
To you, I softly sing

No secrets do I hold inside of me, yet I cannot be held
I am yours and still I am my own
Chasing the blazing sun as I am so compelled
Returning always
To sing to you my song

The music written by the hand of love
Never fades away
The love I hold inside for you
It will always stay

My love for you is stronger now
Than it ever was
Our song still plays inside my heart
Like a symphony from above

I hold you close with this song
Inside this heart of mine
And my heart will always sing with yours
My love you’ll always find

True love will never fade away
Though it’s song we can’t always hear
But it’s still playing right along
Inside our hearts so near

The way the world should be
Is not often what we find
But do we try to change what is
Among humankind

When it comes to acceptance
Of what goes against our grain
Some find it such an easy task
Never trying to refrain

Ignoring someone's suffering
Is an easy path that many of us find
We'd rather turn our heads
Than give a minute of our time

I truly do believe
That if we wish to rearrange
What is,  to what should be
Our thinking must be changed

Whispers from nowhere reach beneath light
cutting through the love
I feel for you,
playing inside of my thoughts.
I think of their sound,
how I feel them in the air I breathe
and when I sleep,
how they call from every mountaintop
I have ever sought.

I find I am defining their promises
every morning
in the hush of silence
and as I write I welcome them
into the rooms of me.
I lend them my fingertips
to search for the sunlight
of my feelings
until I hear the words
that rhyme
with we.

A reflection of the whispers can be tasted
when it drifts in
with the morning's expectations
as if it flew from a cage
of intimacy.  
My air is filled with love
crying out to my heart
that this time it will not be broken
nor lie alone as I breathe.

Whispers from nowhere lead me into spaces
outside of the lines I write,
where I can feel
your embrace.  
The strings of my heart
stand still to be strummed
into place
as the promise of your fingertips
searches for the sunlight
on my feelings' face.

I have wandered into an amazing sight, with movement at will
Lying behind a long sleep of my pure listening breath
Clouds break forth that were once charming
In all their melancholy words of patterned distress

Much kinder skies press lightly against the chest of my spirit
Life encased in silken petals, exiled now from grief
Just to know the touch of a healing heart
Has become home to rushing waters that seeped

I sit in a room containing a subtle touch of my future dreams
That I believed did not exist outside of mere images
Are they apparitions that dare lie to me now
Come to lick my wounds with beckoning messages

Sweet joy scatters where cold arrows of fragility once flew
Amid numberless embraces introduced with care
Shining on ripples of pain, bringing change
Into the one breathing space where I now stare

Now I stand inside a circle of stones with my eyes closed
Surrounded by possibilities with qualities that spin
I am now quickly approaching faith anew
Inspiration to step outside this room once again

My road goes on turning and turning
Sunset and evening look for the day
I am wishing, for freedom from yearning
While pursuing
New horizons, anyway

I can become myself, not believing in fear
Each passing minute, I say to me
There are two kinds of surrender
One that will make you strong
Another makes you free

There is an unmindful moon dwelling in my sky
Unaware of the hope in my heart
I stand out in this cold and cry and cry
For ideas and beliefs I hold inside
From which I will not depart

When this world walked upon jagged rocks
It found the pain of change
I caught a falling star and softly knocked
While all of existence
Was rearranged

That old sun withdrew his rays for awhile
While visible reality disappeared
But soon, he rose and quickly smiled
Washed away
My tears

I painted a picture of heaven with you as my sun
While humming with my eyes aglow
Smelled the fragrance of a rain
On a crimson satin rose
My heart you won

In this heaven I painted myself as your moon
Side by side there we glowed in our sky
And your ears caught every note
I softly hummed and replied
With smiling eyes

I painted a million stars into my picture of heaven
Stunningly beautiful, flaming bits of light
To let them listen as I hummed
My song of love each night
To you my sun

My picture of heaven became a show of lights
As each star moved in closer to hear
The song of love I hummed
For only my sun’s ears
And his delight

I painted a picture of heaven and removed the stars
So I could once again see the face of my sun
Finding my heaven a better place
With the light that comes
From where you are

Life for me is beautiful, like a dress of cool water and shining sun
Decorated with glowing stars and flowing dreams
If you wonder, why this smile of mine rarely comes undone
And what paints this rainbow as my theme

I could tell you stories of dark ways I have had to walk
Speak to you of anger and disgust
But I would rather know, I spread my smile as I talk
So I just leave those stories in the dust

I seek a better home that will wrap around all aching hearts
Built with strength and faith, painted clean in love
Big enough to share and always impart
Sweet warmth, like a glove

Life for me is beautiful, I embrace each day as it dawns
Wearing this smile, it brings to me
Each day is full of cool water and shining sun
I smile at the rainbow I see

If you will watch closely, you can see the glowing stars
Help me find this home I am dreaming of
We can smile and walk together; I hear it is not far
Hold my hand; we will paint it clean with love

Sitting at my desk so many nights
With ink of black and paper white
Reflecting on my pain and joy
I look into my very soul and write

Sometimes I wonder if anyone understands
What it is I am trying to say
Do I truly express my joy and pain
And do they share those feelings I convey

Do they cry with me when they read my pain
Like I cried when I wrote it down
And do they smile at the joy I share
About the love that I have found

Do they feel my loss and joy like they feel their own
When they read the words I write
With ink of black on paper white
So many, many nights.

I can only hope that my joy is felt
When the words I write are read
As is my pain and loss
And that at least one reading them will understand
How much baring ones soul can cost

Acceptance is so hard sometimes
But it's all that you can do
When even you don't know what you want
And why you do the things you do

You are holding on to a dream so tight
So afraid you will awake
So you shut your eyes and stay asleep
And one more step you take

When one loves without demands
Never questioning even why
Blindly following with all their heart
And trusting with unseeing eyes

What joy can be found in all of this
So very much if one does wish
To patiently see what the future holds
For a love as strong as this

Let love and compassion flow into your heart
And drown all the anger in its path
Such a heavy burden will be lifted from your soul
As your happiness and joy you take back

Hate and resentment harbored from within
Destroys all the beauty you have inside
Let love and compassion take it from your heart
Then, in joy you can abide

Replace the unsightliness with beauty
That flows only from love
Then you'll find rest in your journey
And the peace that comes from up above

I do not know you
And you do not know me
Our own perception
Is all that we see

I see black and white
You see shades of gray
Where I see hope
You walk away

I live by the old ways
You live by the new
Where I see light
Is darkness to you

Space and silence
Is something I need
Noise and attention
Your senses they feed

I may be wrong
You may not be right
One's perception of things
Is no reason to fight

You go up the hill to find the prize
Then look at what you found
But what you're holding in your hands
Already made its rounds

You put it down and pick it up
And look at it again
What is there still remains
So you do it all again

Turn it over take a look
See if it will shine
Is what you thought you won
Only in your mind

Are we ever happy
With anything we gain
Or just searching for perfection
That cannot be obtained

Beyond a rising fragrance, I wander holding golden bliss
Yet to the eyes carrying hushed secrets
Perfection is a panorama
In a view
To a lover’s kiss

I hear troubled clouds calling come away
In each wind that blows
Singing deep beyond the eyes I see
Carrying hushed secrets
In numbers I count
Every day

Had I more at this moment, than a broken heart
I would emblazon those eyes anew
Learn all the hushed secrets
They carry inside
Count each one over
Tell it to you

Fragrance rises from a pillow, holding golden bliss
Wondering at the eyes I count
Perfection is a panorama
In my broken heart
In a view
To my lover’s kiss