The world stood still,
our time we had to ****
lives dropped years
like hot wax on chandeliers

splattering our day to day
with matters of silver gray
of red, browns, greens and gold;
the sort of rainbow nobody ever told.

Not in fairytales nor magazines,
hot topics nor fresh cuisines
But in the eyes of trees
and suckle sweet honey bees

Day to day in the wood
where people wish they could
live out their troublesome ages--
freed from their pen and paper cages.

As if a god stopped each pedal drop
each bird's chirp and bunny hop
to be heard on trumpets high
in a day to day look at the glorious sky

a soft second when all is still
birds, babes, and a fawn, frozen at will
lifeless yet has utmost potential
delved in a growth exponential

The primal cause,
A distinguishable passion.

Irrevocable truth unabided by
Beliefs expressed in dimensionality.

The fire with me burns,
It churns and rises.

Power self-contained
Is glory in it's own fate.

I enter the lair of truth
And seek no counsel.

Therefore I revel,
Proceeding with conviction
Expressing imagination
My minds eye proclamation.

Finally.. I make my way up the path
with anticipation
I can feel the soft ground beneath me tremble
Small quakes of passion it seems...
This journey has long been anticipated
Not sure how much longer I could have waited
My body, awakened
In expectation
of rejuvenation
Once I reach "that" destination

The closer I get, the more
the ground shakes
tho - not continuous,
it pulsates
I begin to feel the heat
The warmth on my face
The bitter-sweet aroma tells me
I'm in precisely the right place
headed in the right direction,
Protection?
Not needed.  For this secret place
requires none to enter
Only to taste what has been stored
through the winter

So inviting this place is.
Greeted by soft, smooth mounds
glistening...
listening
To the sounds of the nectar as it flows..
anticipating my arrival
And now that I'm here
I taste......
An explosion of ecstasy
as this delicacy
enters my mouth
I feel myself being rejuvenated
yes...
This is why I waited...

The earth shakes, and opens
releasing it's sweet nectar
asking me to enter...
Slowly, I do

The worrisome grin was long before gone
Her eyes were over her head at dawn
The light was alive in belief she'd love him

it was true her eyes saw a light ....
Love-It was for the first time, she felt him
But the dark came and midnight arose
She was the only one to blame

She was blinded by noise
Captured by fear, the dark would never leave


She was to afraid
The ring was left by his door in the morning dusk so dim
She would've loved him

I look up at the millions of twinkling dots in the sky.
I whisper under my breath maybe someday, I can reach out and touch the beauty the possess.

I've always wished to have such beauty, as the stars did.
The mysterious gestures they command lovers to do,
the physique and romance inter-wound with their mere existence.

I promised myself, that I would never sing again, if i could for one day, contain as much as an acute  palm full of the wonder these little specks hold among themselves.

And yet, as I ponder these continuous thoughts, I catch myself smiling, as if I was one.