A sense of lightness
is what I suppose happiness could be
Not a feeling but a state of being
And at the same time
you can also feel blue
So it doesn´t rip you apart
but quietly soothes your mind
and lets your soul unwind
The dark of the sky drifting over me;
heavy with feeling, lightness of being.
21:45 - 02/05/17
The lightness of your spirit bounces by,
like a binding ether joining all the dots.
11:50 - 10/06/17
State of mind: joy.
Thoughts: from thinking - about the free spirit, the joyful weightlessness and emptiness, the space inbetween, holding all matter together.
Happiness creeps into my being those days!
Hope sheds its soothing light into my castle!
Humor touches the corner of my nights with ease!
Her face keep visiting my papers to engrave her beauty!
Her words let me feel the giggles that she sees me!
All of that is and much more from her!
All of that and she is the shine!
All of that and she is the Gem!
Thank you...even if your mind turns you away! :)
The night was pale and poised on the precipice of perfection;
There was no darkness to speak of,
Just the colors and creations of some wayward artist,
The broad brushstroke of the galaxy
Silhouetted and speckled with distant stars,
Each one a story,
And every one untold.
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Enveloped in shadows
Hold me captive
What is it?
I've never seen it before
It's almost to bight
Could it be?
No it can't be
For God forsakes me
My past and present
Makes me feel Imprisoned
Trapped with no escape hole
But the warmth of this sight
This beautiful bight
Shining into my core
Makes me alive more and more
What could possibly cut
Through me like this
It has to be
No it couldn't
In the dungeon of my mind
This "light" I find
It has to be no other
Going through an emotional time, my friend and I had to write something along the lines of this...
it is a revelation
not one cicada
sounds the same
a butterfly sitting
by me admiring
something I lose
myself on such lightness
I use to tell children
to stop and to listen to
the songs of
they nodded back
This poem is from the collection California Notebooks 01
Remarkable, when a man forgives himself.