The wind blew on moonlit seas, bewitching the face of night
Breaking the heart of many shores along the way
Pitching and rolling each wave in his sight
While temptation had nothing to say

Sea nymphs cried out, “Do not look upon the blowing wind”
Preparing to sit in judgment upon our hearts
Yet how could we not let the magic begin
That held our night from the start

We struggled to fight a deep sleep, that suddenly came
In a hundred winds upon our blessed ship
Crying out to the night to remember our names
In the prayers whispered from our lips

For our forgiveness we begged the spellbound night
As the moon looked on so cold and pale
Yet the wind blew harder as we watched in fright
Our tranquil nights bewitching hell

Not one of all of us was saved, who looked upon the wind
Our broken hearts are found on every shore
Temptation had much to say in the end
As the night cried out for more

The same tender voice in your thoughts, I can hear in mine
Repeating claims which dust the wings of time
However much they flow, you will surely always find
Underneath the wings those voices
Are sublime

On the shores of our hearts we walk a similar line
Finding joy in the meeting of the two
Only there do we let go of differences we find
Within the space that separates
Our view

The waters that touch our shores swirl almost the same
As those waters on a hundred other shores
Yet they do not know the name
Of the tender voice we hear in our thoughts
Whispering the same

In our hearts we have a need to hear this tender voice
Repeating claims which lift the wings of time
However much they flow, we find we have no choice
We have to listen to the rhythm
Of their rhyme

Call for that which moves today above your broken wings
with perfect timing familiar as your dreams.
Tonight, what is true will not accuse how you feel
or tell you what to write
in a torrent of questioning schemes.

Declare that I have something the world loves to place
in glass windows forever to be considered
as part of their past.
To once again be able to face themselves
in the morning and have the will to claim
something that will last.

Tell me that the air I breathe is full of wonder and new life
that no nightmare could ever ask
to be part of its story.
When I sit in the moonlight
let me inhale with devotion
instead of spinning inside a shadow’s quarry.

Remember nothing but that which you hear singing
from a soul with no fear,
a sound more beautiful than the wind.  
It flows like a drink from a cup,
almost deeper than love itself
when seen through the eyes of that which moves
above your broken wings.

Breathe within the flow that reaches into that which never ends
Then tell me why this day swiftly passes
Come within an inch of my heart and see what it’s made of
Before the shadows bid their first breath
Upon the sunlight’s ashes

Could it be your wish to look down at love from the highest hilltop
To see me surrender without looking in my eyes
Come within an inch of my heart and see what it’s made of
Walk into the doorway and slowly trace the steps
Your heart cannot deny

Do you know where you are going when you hear me whisper
Whisper your name into the air I breathe
Come within an inch of my heart and know that I love you
Before the shadows bid their first breath
And this day must leave

There is  a winding road that passes  by my lips
and runs across my skin.  
When I cry it crosses  the music  of my face
‘til my heart sings again.

A long time ago, I could not understand,
how to have the will  
to let things go.
Now I’ve learned to let that winding road
display what I did not know.

Sometimes I yearned to growl  and taste  the pain
of  the  tear’s of  another heart.
I forgot  to take a place  inside their skin ,
feel the truth of their hurt.

There is a winding road that passes by my lips  
and runs across my skin.
It  reminds me  to see  what lies underneath ,
the broken wing of a friend.

The birdcage is empty
It appears the bird has flown
Whoever would have thought it
Whoever could have known

Did we not clip its wings
When we brought it home
Right before we placed it in its cage
Could its wings have grown

Our bird it would sing for us
Such a lovely song
One we thought we'd hear forever
Never to be gone

Now we look into the sky
And listen with our ears
Just to catch a glimpse or song
But our bird's been gone for years

I am the next full moon and I have chosen you
To dwell on high with me
While all the world sighs below our view
The atmosphere will glow in kind
When our faces here
It sees

The earth will sleep leaving all in our care
While we count slowly to ten
Laughing as clouds pass by in our air
Seeking to hide our eternal glow
Chased over rambling hills
By a fickle wind

You are the next new star in heaven’s skies
I have now chosen you
To be the foundation on which I glide
I will wrap you in silver feelings
Until you become the sun
And say adieu

I watched you make one of the coldest moves in front of our reflection. You plunged through billowing smoke into areas that lacked any expression at all. I saw you shift away into various shades of pictures then run shrieking using all that you had seen as an excuse.  While all the while, I was arranging to tour the fields of you.

I saw headlines printed in places so that they became more than just this morning’s declarations. I really liked how you always understood all the tiny little windows you said they held because this is how you knew everything that was happening.  Yes, you knew it all.

There were hundreds of experiences I could hear asking me why you were making the coldest moves.  Yet, you acted as if you never heard them. Still, I saw the look in your eyes the minute they approached. Somehow, I could tell you knew that what you saw smiled and looked forward to not hearing what we both needed to say.

All I could do was shake my head and begin to face more puzzling hours filled with only you and your insistence that I adjust the temperature of the air you had frozen.  I wondered how anyone could stand and look at you and not be startled by who you are.

Blurs of agitation too strange for even me to identify looked over my shoulder with excitement.  They were not there to inhale my perfume only to seek out my scars. The scars that visit my heart from time to time to remind me they can still hold my arms back from reaching out to you.

Even though you laid right next to me we could no longer find each other in the billowing smoke that issued from our breath.  Ice had begun to form between our hearts within the coldest moves.  There we lay in the darkness both of us looking for the best place to hide.

Take my word for it, as this was not an illusion.  I swear I saw cold clouds hanging over the bed laughing at you and me. Because we didn’t have the faintest idea that the darkness wasn’t real or how close we lay to what could make us warm again.

The night is dark the moon is high
A whispering wind is blowing by
A nightingale sings her tune
As I wish upon the moon

A shooting star falls to the Earth
A cricket chirps in merry mirth
A silence falls on everything
I hear the brush of angels wings

A song bursts forth across the sky
Such beauty comes from way up high
On bended knees we all fall down
And press our faces to the ground

We all look up in glorious awe
At the sight before us all

A stranger walked into our door
That I already knew
How could he be a stranger
If that man was you

He had eyes so much like your own
They were such a brilliant blue
But when he stared right back at me
My eyes he looked right through

This distant gaze that I saw
Could not be your own
My reflection there was not the same
As the one I’ve known

In such despair my heart cried out
Afraid that it was you
As I no longer could see love
In those eyes of blue

My mind raced on, so confused
Prayed I was asleep
That this was all just a dream
And that your love I’d keep

My eyes flew open in the night
Body soaked in sweat
And I saw you sleeping by my side
It’s the dream I can’t forget

When I am not with you,
the earth is still warm
from hours that are seen no more.
I can feel the rhythm of yesterday
asking questions
when everything collects on the currents
of our own shadows.

I cast last night among the hills
where we were young and thoughtless
peered above the words
Standing
before my eyes.
Where butterflies lived inside a song
Waiting
for the world to sing.

Looking to tell a story
somehow different
from any
ever written down,
I began unlocking the mysteries of life.
I found that the beauty
of growing old
had kept its secrets well,
from my ears.

In the middle of the wonder
there must surely
lay a seed of hope in the meadows
where you and I saw fireflies
in the still of night.
Perhaps there,
we can still hear the echo
of its footsteps.

Eternity wanders through my mind
seeking praise
while the breath of truth
shows the world its strong arms.
Life awakens
to close the door on lessons learned
and yet, the earth
is still warm.

Last night lightning revealed what was never finished or removed
Moving into a calm serenade heard in my mind
Sung by intertwined souls that stood on the steps of time
Breathing in the joy of love’s eternal dance
They did once again find

Looking through what has passed by as lost to what I now know
I hear two voices that were never out of tune
In the beautiful promise that now rises to once again roam
Across the lips and faces of two hearts
That were parted too soon

Last night lightning revealed two lovers with one unfinished dream
In the late hour their serenade moved in my mind
Tonight became yesterday once again on the steps of time
Breathing in the joy of love’s eternal dance
One more time

You wait alone in silence
I can feel you there
Standing in the shadows
My soul you want laid bare

My eyes are blinded
By your light
They look but they don't see
This heart it feels you
And it knows
That what you stand for
I don't need

Continue waiting in your silence
My joy you cannot take
These eyes, they may not see you
For what you really are
But my heart's eyes
Can feel you
And they, are wide awake

Wrapped in ribbons tied in bows
My love I have for you
A pretty package to unwrap
Your heart I give it to

Hold it gently in your hands
Recall its fragility
No harm will come if you shake it
But do it lovingly

Place it gently to your ear
Listen to what's inside
This gift I give you makes no sound
But it cannot hide

Now if you truly wish to know
How it will look and feel
You must open it and look inside
And know that it is real

Not sure of who I was or who I wanted to be
I have wandered here and there
Searching for the inner me
And to others myself I compared

Running from myself for so many years
I got entangled in *******
And wrapped in my fears
And hid the inner me inside myself

Such a strong desire to be different
Is a battle I fought everyday
I have found that I cannot to myself be true
If I continue hiding the inner me
While trying to be just like you

That which is has come to me
And reared its pretty head
Believing I'm deceived by what it brings
And what is left unsaid

I can see its beauty from afar
But I know what hides within
What it wants to change back in me
It will never have again

It shows to me a crooked path
And says it is the way
Offers up a hand to lead me in the dark
But from the true path I'll not stray

I will never hesitate or give up hope
Or lose this light that burns within
Or my belief that a difference can be made
In this world that we live in

Your mind is racing with your heart
Who will the winner be
No one knows until the end
You can't wait to see

The mind it grabs all sense it has
Runs with all its might
The heart it laughs as you see it pass
The mind there on its right

Now neck to neck the race is on
Everyone stands to cheer
Exactly who will win this race
Is everything but clear

The mind gives up the heart it wins
The mind's forfeited the race
The heart will win every time
As the mind can't keep the pace

You are the pulse of my heart
My protector and my guide
I will love you until the end of time
And always be by your side

There are no chains that bind this love
That I offer to you now
No change in you would I dare make
This is my solemn vow

I accept you as you are
And love you unconditionally
My only wish, Pulse of My Heart
Is that you do the same for me

Wake within my heart that which should return
To claim the fragrance of a rose
Look at me with eyes that burn
Into the essence
Of my soul

Remind my spirit where it once wandered
Of the dreams that it held
Stir me with the sweetest words
Until I recall the love
My heart felt

Show me ripples in the dancing sea
We created as we shook
The earth where we once stood
Before time and distance
This place took

Remove these veils from mine eyes
With your lips in a caress
Wake within my heart a wondrous cry
And I will claim the rose of time’s
Fragrance blessed

I wrote the words while you played the part
You played the music as I sang
I danced for you as you watched
Now the music’s been all rearranged

Could I possibly have forgotten the words
Would I ever have forgotten the tune
I can’t remember which foot to place first
And the music will be ending soon

Such a beautiful song was in place
And such joy it did bring
Never again will it be the same
The song that made every heart sing

Some reach out for what they seek
Caring not if it is their own
They pluck it from the place it rests
Try and change its song

They try to bend it to their will
Change its form to fit their needs
Possession is their only goal
The danger they don't see

The spirit of the softest heart
Has thorns that one can't see
A vain attempt to take what is
Not your own
Will only make you bleed

I have known that the sun can hear thunder
and how its brightness
can be unfathomable,
like my dreams.
Since the beginning of my pulse
I have been honored
with good days
that left me grateful
inside of the sweetness
never stifling.........
within all it means.

When midnight kisses the glass
that morning has already
tasted......
Like a thirsty spider
crying out........
for the rain.
All of my senses are
swept through
knowing, my words don't fall
on deaf ears......
or stand there,
all wasted.

No, you cannot know how I'm feeling
but that doesn't mean
our world's stopped spinning.
The sun.......
can still hear thunder
in all the ways you love me.
You lift me up
in the midst of a storm.
All my senses are swept through
my words stand in stillness
a storm's ending......
is love's beginning.

Smoldering reminders of fragrant release
Rattle my windows and doors
While delicate tendrils of thirsty lingering peace
Lie scattered splendidly upon the floors

Patient virtue gently ripples and plays
No fault is found to be
Me-thinks mendacious thoughts away
Shattering holds on me

Draw in close and smell peace smoldering here
Dishonesty, has flown away
Finding the thirst of lingering peace sincere
When virtue ripples and plays

Deliberate untruths can lock down windows
Shut close, every door
However, thirsty lingering peace remains a foe
Waiting patiently upon the floor

Before showers of a shipwreck aged the cobwebs within the expansion of time to become a new day, I felt the breeze of you.  Your laughter kept me awake and wrapped my sleep, in hours. There, I walked in places, where all your gardens grew.

I whirled in the comprehension of your candle’s light encased in a thousand thoughts of last year’s stars, their immortality.  Yes, I’m still here upon this throne held captive by your smile.  The very image keeps darkness frozen, far away from me.

The fragrance of your mind is the mirror my soul admires in a silence that winds the threads that trace your lips.  Here is the place where I hear music that says, “I love you”, inside of memories.  My words fill up this page and your heart tastes each sip.

Stark white sheets of empty paper
Were flying in the wind
Then floating gently on a breeze
Came to rest upon my pen

I felt myself forget to breathe
I could find no air
As the very thing I ran from
Lay staring at me there

In desperation my heart cried out
“Why can’t you let me be”
You are that which makes me feel
From what my heart does flee

As if possessed, with no control
My hand ignored my heart
Caring not that what it did
Tore my heart apart

My pen poured ink upon the sheets
Controlled by my traitorous hand
While my heart felt every single word
It vowed to never feel again

I walk through this life
With no blinders on my eyes
Never looking back
Or on either side

I am seeking what's ahead
Not regretting what's behind
I walk through this life
With an open mind

I am taking every step
Rounding every turn
My heart seeks only truth
And the knowledge to discern

As I take each step
I know not if the ground is firm
Yet with faith, I continue on
And the truth I learn

There lies a bitter truth beneath the rose
Which one is not always able to see
As their eyes cannot see past, the beauty of the face
hiding the stinging truth that lies beneath

The deepest passion radiates from eyes that glow and shine
Into those of quickly pursuing souls
Warming their hearts but not warning their minds
Of the piercing thorns that lie beneath the rose

Their hands so swiftly reach to touch the loveliness they see
their eyes are blinded to the thorns that lie beneath
She has captured many, holding wisdom great and true
Yet only thorns into their hearts did she bequeath

Take caution when you reach for the sweetest rose
With petals as soft as the morning dew
This loveliness you see, deceptively hides what is beneath
The sharpest thorns, may lie in wait there, just for you

When you look at me,
can you  hear thunder when I talk
with eyes that watch you taste
a million waves of truth
whispering what I want?
Does it feel like rain
falls upon your heartbeat
like an old friend
and trusted confidant?

It has been said that nothing
can ever be
as elusive as one's thoughts
when you drink in their existence
inside your heart.
All your fears graze your memories
and you lose yourself
on the edge of not knowing
your remotest parts.

Do you treasure beautiful skies
when midnight sits
upon the bridge
that has hidden your lips
from my own
too many times?  
Or know that I can see you
growing weary
of the depth of feeling
embracing your heart
inside my rhymes?

There is nothing I could change
if I carried what I want
all alone.
So please forgive me
if you hear thunder when I talk
with eyes that feel like rain
upon your heartbeat,
know day after day,
the truth you taste,
is love's own.

Through a ghoulish patch of woods
I walk alone and shiver
I'm not sure what hides behind each tree
Or what lies in the river

There are candles neatly lit
Upon the branches of each tree
Fairies must have left them there
To light a path for me

Suddenly I hear a mournful howl
The wind blows the candles out
I am left here in the dark
Not sure what evil lurks about

I hear movement in the trees
The hair stands up upon my head
What I can't see, can see me
The unknown is what I dread

Sometimes, it seems that everything
my heart keeps as truth
I take with me
and lock deep inside of I am sorry
as I breathe the air twisted in the places
where I sleep.  
Yet, there still exist nights
where there is no bed I can dream in
where I do not hear a melody
that feels naturally sweet.

Often,  I stand in the corner
of all I have missed
then find myself walking proudly
beside the wildest loneliness
lying deep inside of
my stubborn heart.  
Then suddenly,
my head clears inside of a silence
and I write poems
from the hands of angels
until the wildest loneliness
has to part.

From the windows of my mind
I look out and see your face
Such a vision I behold
I never want to leave this place

I see those steely eyes of blue
That strong jaw I love to trace
I have memorized each feature
They can never be replaced

Each time that I look out
From the windows of my mind
I search for the one that I love best
It's always you I find

I have never wanted anything more
In this life than I want you
But there is such a sweetness
That I want to keep so true

I want to sit and hold your hand
And look into your eyes
Nothing else in this world
Could make me more satisfied

I want to walk in the rain with you
We need never say a word
When our hearts speak
They speak as one
And everything is heard

No, I have never wanted anyone
The way that I want you
But my passion I will put aside
To keep from ever losing
This sweetness
That I've found with you

I have climbed to the top of the world
I am looking down
At all the beauty God created
There upon the ground

Up above me are the softest clouds
I have ever seen
They drift by like angel wings
My soul begins to sing

It has been so long since I have noticed
All the beauty in this place
When all this time it's been here in all its glory
Like the nose upon my face

I think I will stay awhile
Just enjoy the view
Thank God that I can see this
Pray you can see it too

This year my minutes will be raised up to the sun
I will drink from the deep end of the sea
From wild winds I shall not run
No shadows, will l allow
To fall on me

Unnumbered joys will surround my days in glory
My soul will echo light from the moon
Eloquently, I will weave stories
To uplift hearts and minds
With a new tune

This year my hours will be spent in an existence
That will meet the rising sun with a smile
Drinking the dew of persistence
My feet anchored in balance
All the while

I am hearing now all these delicate words so moving
Gathering in passion around my heart
Placing life inside so soothing
A song, from which
I cannot part

Is there such a thing as unthinking quiet for some
While all these words run through me
If my mind were ever silent would I become
A different shade
Peacefully

Am I not blessed to hear these words
To be brushed by delicate wings
Should I not take pride in all I have heard
Share this life
As I sing

Should I freeze my thoughts not to hear these words
Could my heart survive the hunger
Would it not be absurd
To never share
The wonder

Time it passes
oh so fast.
Life is at full speed.
Yesterday I was a child
with few cares and needs.

Our youth and beauty is but brief,
gone in the blink of an eye,
swirling downward like sand
in the hourglass of time.

We must live and laugh and love
not forget to dance,
seek by what we are most blessed.
Not give discontentment
even a second glance.

The sands of time in my life
will run their course one day.
But this I pray with all my heart
I will not forget
to live and laugh and love,
and always smile and dance,
all along the way.

They asked  me to define how hours
could see lovers
calling out for water
when they turned life's wheel
of loveliness.
So, I drew an outline of burning fire
around the flower of miracles
growing in between a love
that knows no rest.

I showed them letters containing precious memories
as reminders of horizons
with rising answers
only considered by the sea.  
Then, I became a still small voice
and one by one
showed them blank pages
now filled with moments
love had somehow
called out to be free.

Hours stirred two hearts
suspending them inside their own music
where they flew on wings of delight
in quiet ecstasy.  
Until time ached to feel no more
and could only send in hours
to fill those blank pages
with the answers
to why lovers called out for water
to protect the love
that grows
between you and me.