Eyes of glass
Twinkle in moonlight
Trying to see the world
From another's point of view
The longer I sit here
Skies are changing blue.
Capturing a moment is harder than it seems
Seconds keep passing
Rings on trees
Past fallen leaves
Skies are only dreams.
Seen on all their faces
Each hope tended
Creatures counting days
Like they ever ended.
Smiles and frowns
Can't show a soul
Past a façade- a glorious show
Oh, how to know
Who were you long ago?
Eyes of stone.

When the stars align
A glow burns inside every firefly
Snow turns to diamonds
Spirits snap with hands of gold
Foxes sing of times of old
People have no regrets, elephants forget.
Nothing can find
What they once were
For it doesn't matter anymore.

Turtles swim ashore, they smile
Birds sing and clap once more
The snail goes faster than ever before
Raindrops fall and shatter on the floor
A map is smudged, no one cares
Nothing can find
What they once were
For it doesn't matter anymore.

I cry at night for a part of me that aches
A dragonfly friend I once had
A spirit none can break,
Is surely gone by now.

It was not a mistake
When all alone we bend rules
Though I still cry at night,
That creature was a mystical sight.

That dragonfly and me were alright.

I used to believe in a bearded man
A bunny bringing gifts at night
I believed in something far away,
Beyond my truth, a fake charade.

And now I see
The dragonfly wings beat on
Alive in my memory,
Hope for eternity.*

Your truth will set you free.

Will I find you there under the stars?**
Stopping to smell the roses
No notice
Of folded darkness night exposes.
An aroma of sweet illusion
Soft pedals, sharp edges.

A blanket of stars
Jagged tips in the dark
Will I find you there?
Watching, haunting
Swaying beauties
Smirks of suspicion.

Overlooking the roses
Amidst darkness
Stopping under the stars.

Will I find you there?

One stares at another,
Imagines the life they could lead
With adventures and smiles
Sunrises and tea!
Winking, secret memories
One looks, then turns away, but eyes met and wondered
Of who they are and would come to be
Common- such fantasies.
Life goes down one spiral in time
Lives on the dream of multiple lives.
Will they come to be?
All the possibilities.
Though, they continue to dream,
Maybe it wasn't destiny.
A story that never unfolded,
People that pass and don't notice,
Kids that run and don't care,
One left out thinks, 'man life's unfair
...So uncertain.'

Fly away darling
Catch a ride on the wind
Golden dust seldom grows dim.
Glowing rays set dreams ablaze
Blow a kiss my way
A piece of warmth is all I'll take.
Float, float on the skies misty haze
Freedom awaits.