Mystery

A fire lit in a cave along way from me
That's  where I want to be
Instead I'm here always wanting but never being truly free
Watching the moon circle the Earth forever linked to human history
A sacred man of thought and meaning picks only what he needs from a tree
Forever friends inside each other replenishing for the tree fruit would surely rot can't you see
Another circle within a circle one needs the other to exist like the direction that lends for journey's you may surely agree
Or are we all lost children just pretending we know when really it's life's mystery.

I saw heaven and it tasted like honey from the bees.


A snow capped mountain trickles down and makes a river and travels to the Sea
My eyes are caught by a fountain that makes a rainbow and I wash myself because I never have been so ***** and yet I'm clean
Clouds wrapped around me like a curtain and I'm as high as a man can be
Do you feel it right because I've been searching for him and God knows he found me
If you can see the light well let the light shine into me please
I have travelled miles and miles and miles to taste the honey from the Bumble Bees
You girls know what I'm talking about so don't pretend and let me be teased.

Passion


I bring you my thoughts and you can hear them on the page
I want to sit with you for a while and talk about all my rage
I let you see inside me as I sit inside my shiny cage
They won't let me out because I once stood on an empty stage
Let myself bleed and people watched as I thought it was a dying age
Nobody wants what they can't have unless it's your heart and soul that's plagued
I thought life was fun until I knew life was real and the fire burns too close sometimes and leave scars so ugly you can't show or engage
Thanks for the chat I hope my words make a change?

Reality

Gently float upon your cloud that the light and sky may cover
I know that all around you life you must see all the wonder of colour
Don't be confused that they are chosen for any particular reason brother
It's you they want to change inside your heart and soul one father one mother
Listen to the sea as it follows and ebbs like a baby cradled by the moons power
We are little matter to nature as generations after us will re discover
For when you wake and it's all a dream what mysteries you can share with one another.

Within


The Sun still shines until the clouds blow in
I can't see the colours quite the same as light grows very dim
I feel pain within
I have cared for people all of my life but now it's time to sink or swim
My dream is to be someone who never fakes life and tries to stop evil begin
I feel pain within
We believe in many things through out our lives but the one thing I'm sure of is the light is inside everyone as long as we have the courage to let it in
I submerge myself with thoughts of things that will happen and have already begun but we know no one will win
All that I know is that pain is within.

A Letter to You


The where and whys and when will all come together in the end
Discuss the days events civilised and with intelligence to find a friend
I will always think of now as the back when as I grow older and put down my pen
Maybe I'll die in my sleep tonight and I will take my soul to the celestial to ascend
Or I'll be thinking of you sitting reading a love story with a bad man who comes to whisk you off your feet then again
Take a drink and forget all the mistakes you have made and everything has painted smiles to get you through the day like pretend
Often the days are short and nights so long as time hurriedly marches on a new wasteful endless trend
In the beginning wouldn't it be good to see a note just to know how life does bend.

Ghosts that have lived and now become just an open window to the past.

I could hear the voices talking to me inside my head
Telling me of things that I didn't notice while I slept in bed
The clock alarms at the same time and lights go on in bathrooms just like in any others house instead
The children are still dreaming of fantasies that the day before the sun was shining and children go where angels fear to tread
I remember the boy next door it must be 35 years or more when we would play together on our patch of land as pirates on ships or soldiers in tanks we drove our Tonka trucks till tea time and our mothers called out and we'd go in to eat our daily bread
I lived in a house above another house which made my house an upstairs flat and I remember a big room with a fire place and couches and a big window that could see all the other houses then eating my tea I would drink some orange pop then it was getting dark and in my bedroom the corridor lead
I would stay up late and watch the woods across the back of our flat as the noise of birds settled down and cats and dogs chased each other and the pillow gently hit me on the head.