The universe is in you,
You are in the universe
Can we be more dillusioned?

stringing it all together
a necklace of words
- a choker

'mostly an acquired taste starts with a tiny first mouthful'

Entwined in shadow string.
Light of my mind.
For so long now I've been unable to shine.

An old song anew.
Sang cosmic melodies to me.
Verses and choruses and tones to help me see.

The shadow strings begin to give way.
To the always moving forward light contained.
The cloud of all colors begins to rain.

Rays of light gleam on through.
Imaginations can reach their destinations.
To help create new constellations.

The stars shine again for me.
Under the night sky of rediscover.
As my soul begins to recover.

Today is just a day
like many others I have seen
the sky is blue the grass is green and yet I find
so many other things are brought to mind
a rushing waterfall beside me puddles at my feet
which charms me as its waving ribbons meet to cool the air
of scented summer trees their fragrance rich and rare
a perfume way beyond compare to many other places I have been
and yet today is just a day like many others I have seen

I know where I am.
Yet I am no where to find.
I know where I stand.
Yet I don't see a light.
In the mits of the dark, I expect non.
But here in the sun, light does belong.
And so I go, and leave my stand,
to see if the light, is somewhere to find.
And as I mark my steps, into the sand,
and leave my trace, for another friend,
I can see the light so bright,
somehwhere up there,
behind the night.

rent this way, that
torn to pieces
yet, still conscious

The bookkeeper counts

the legacy, a drawer --


filled up with poems.