The essence of words
Goes beyond their meanings
Consciousness itself is word dependent
Their mere use can bring together the world
Or shatter a civilization
They describe our feelings
Whether sad, happy, or filled with unhindered love
Imagining a world without words,
Would be incomparable to anything else.
As words are the mother of all memes.

An angel?
Is this my angel?
Such a beautiful face,
leaving imprints in my soul.
Her eyes piercing into my mind,
Seeing my true intentions.

This angel.
This must be my angel.
I try to reach,
But her wings kept her from being breached.
She beings to turn,
Truly revealing her majestic wings

Why?
Why must she leave?
Finally realizing she was drifting away.
My mind begins to race,
But she moved with such grace.
With her silky hair rippling behind her,
like the ocean.

Gone
Left me behind.
Was it all an illusion?
Can such a beautiful angel exist?
Those white majestic wings,
trimmed with gold.
Were the only images,
that didn't grow old

Those wings
Must find those wings.

Run! Run!
First task at hand
Break free of the glass
That so boldly holds you in the past
The past of rights and wrongs
Unbearable heartless and undying love
The pain of loses
And the ever pleasant memories
All quickens yours strides
Blasting you from the glass of the past

Run on! Run on!
The final task has begun
Let the past run along side you to the light
Bring forth what the broken glass left behind
The teachings
Let it focus your mind
Bring peace to your soul
And encompass your body
Your strides quicken ever more
The ever present light passes on by

Run free! Run free!
Freedom at last
Your body soars from the ground
Removing the last of the shackles
The freedom of the future
Possibilities have become endless
Rewrite history
Reinvent the music
Dreams become reality
Begin anew

Ah the future of freedom

Mind
An aimless mind.
Wandering through the abyss of life.
Gathering the unforseen,
but disregarding the dim and shallow.

Looking for the body it once inhabited.
It renounced itself.
When it finally lost its way.
For the purpose to "fit in"

Body
The body now blends with the dim and shallow.
Just to be accepted among the others.
Leaving the ones that truly cared,
Alone in the abyss regretting that they cared.

It once was bright and thoughtful.
Somewhere on life's journey,
It was torn from it's true self.
Morals, pride, and all...lost.

Lost?
Is it turning this new road,
to its primary life journey?
Is it experimenting with life?
Or is it truly lost to the dim and shallow?