It's there and I can feel it
I want to reach it but I can't.
I hear it in my speech, I see it in my dreams,
I smell it in the air and I feel it in my veins.
I see it in the eyes of creatures,
I feel it from still and tidal waters,
I even inhale it from all the green that surround us.
I feel it through words that are spoken
And I see it within those that are written,
I hear its melodies, sweet sounds of a silent night
Serenading in a foreign dialect.
It makes me feel whole though it chills me right to the bone
My heart wants to but my mind doesn't,
My mind wants to understand but my heart is too afraid to comprehend
I know what it is yet I can't tell what it is.
Still trying to reach out to it but I seem not to reach it
Part of me wants it while the other doesn't
The me within me wants it
But the me outside of me repels it.

I didn't change I just woke up
Zoomed in my soul for a close up

So many years it was all wrong
Inside my own body I didn't belong

I succumbed to the fear filled in the air
I acted right and never missed a prayer
I played it safe with great effort and care
But all I could feel was constant despair
Playing it safe was getting me no where

Then one moment that was just like any other
Beauty I never thought I'd discover
I realized my soul was my greatest lover

It's hard to explain how this inner peace feels  
or the type of sensations that it starts to reveal

But you find that the common desires are fake
Distractions that keep you from being awake
We are so scared we might make a mistake
We don't even realize our journeys at stake

If we can just master how to let go
Never stop learning. continue to grow
Let go of everything you may think you know
Rid of the excess and you start to glow

The only peace we can ever afford ourselves is from within...
The moment you start speaking things into existence,
The sooner you can find that peace

and i'm alone in bed again
thinking about your face
the tranquility of it
i've enjoyed so much

your tired body
sunken in the nest
heavy eyelids
sleeping through chaos

so peaceful
so hopeful

just a single touch
would break the silence
of this warm place
your dreamy face

i wouldn't touch
not even embrace
to keep it in my memory
never to erase

As beautiful as the famed city of Atlantis
Gloriously flourishing in her perfection
There is a place where my soul and heart is
A perfect place without grief or deception

Where my heart is always merry
And peace blossoms like the cherry
The sun smiles at me gently caressing
My body as the birds sing melodies-
So beautiful they keep me guessing-
The beauty of future melodic memories

Like the Cedars of Lebanon
Beautifying the palaces of Ethiopia
Purity, love and perfection adorn her every season.
This place is within me; this place is Utopia

When did loneliness in a crowded room become a goal?
Eavesdropping on inspiration; indolence.
Like my art, pockets of brilliance are found
in the wreckage of a market town
with nothing left to sell. All those discordant
ideals of escape and of nothingness.
Still waiting for that ***** of light
which must always break through.

Isolation becomes a component of personality;
a need for space in overpopulated surroundings.
Like my art, pockets of living
congregate in moments torn from the clock face,
in lines of laughter and grief; the five o'clock champagne.
All that revel in maladjustment,
all who laugh at death,
those who had given up on The Lie.

When did my life reduce to words and symbols;
stealing poetry from the street-preacher's leaflets?
Like my art, pockets of reason
form amongst the senselessness of meaning;
how love sits different on every tongue,
how wine hits sweetly only in the need to run.
I have grown tired of running away,
this stalwart need for acceptance.
A want for a panic room,
a need to fall to pieces, undisturbed.

I have found peace
Boredom will bear my scars

My mind has become a discovery

It is an island at sea
It is a mountain peak
It is a place to be free

I traveled to a place
And retained my senses
But that was all I brought
Not my memories
Not my heartaches
Not my desires

Only my senses

The canvas was blank
I wanted to borrow colors
And steal the things I see
It was a chance to be new
I wanted something good
But it didn’t have to be

I took all the stars
And herded them to one side
I wanted to see how far darkness went
But the only thing that could penetrate was light
So did I find the end of the light
Or the end of the darkness?

Regardless the answer
I asked the question
And I forgot about anything
And anybody

That's the point

It’s so easy if you let go
It's your place
Somebody may fit
But it's still yours
And it's good

Let go of the outside
Let go of what was said against you
Let go of being alone

Because you’re not