The  rain falls we"re caught up in muds
The Sun shines our feets burns
The stormy wind blows we flirth
.The trees sings  its chorus in whispers
Swinging leaflessly in miasma of the environment
The earth is awashed in floods of time
The fire burns with less embers
Emitting smoked fumes in  ranges
Human ranges too.
We are only safe in our shadows

Light peeping tunels of darkness
Flickers through timesapes and timeshares of our varied dreams 
In ages we ebb to time and edge to death friendship stays to save.

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The scent of night perfumes my pillow here tonight
Alongside jasmine dreams that will never go away
a traceless dusk awaits me by tomorrow's infant light
as I dream beneath the ombre of a lost forgotten day
Silently I revel by the flowered gates of paradise
jarring open with my fingers parting veils of time
a harp of gold is being plucked right before my eyes
as I float towards its cadence I feel quite sublime ...
Ephemeral presences with the feel and touch of home
everything is moving smoothly as I begin to fly
oh blessed day I have arrived here I stand alone
my bare soul with nothing to hide
here inside this fragrance kingdom an aromatic bliss
permeating right through heaven, just like a gentle kiss.

Misty mornings
as gray as matter of invisible time
A porch light is lit but there is no one home
Fogged up windows and street lamp tenors  
a white wash sky achieves light    
as a shutter opens the mind is restored,    
it is no longer night.