She is a willow tree, slight and swaying
Her voice comforting like the wind
Cool like the spring at dawn
But crisper,
Crystal that is not fogged up or weigh down
By the muggy droplets in the air.
Cool and blissful and serene.
She laughs and says nonsense
That you absolutely agree with

Insignia,
The other children,
Half spent on vinyl lies,
And cherished forgers,

Chunk, all the seamlessly,
Rudimentary stigmas,
Hollow and dismal,

Searching oceans of nothing but,
Something all together

I found myself a haven
between the wooded trees
there was no craze for technology
just me, myself, and my fantasies

I saw a flying bear & a time machine
floating in the air
when the clouds passed by
without a single care

There were no chaotic distractions
no messes to attend to
just walking down the sun-lit road
looking down the bend

There in my little haven
I realized that's what I wanted to be,
what my point of view should be,
imaginative, serene, happy, & carefree

12/3/14

The clouds covered the sky
and brought a blanket of cold
bringing a slight drizzle along with it
All the colors in this small town
faded to beautiful shades of greys and whites
Autumn was over
The weather was finally showing it
And as the first flake of snow fell
A blissful serene silence fell over the town

I'm hoping one day we walk down the same street, maybe not at the same time but together nonetheless.
I hope you feel what I felt that day.
I hope you see what I saw that day.

Wind blowing in your hair, trees swaying so high above... Magic surrounding us.

One day, I'm hoping we meet again. I hope it's under new circumstances and new lives ahead of us; our past so far behind us.
I hope you know what i knew then.
I hope you remember what I said then.

Shy smiles, distant eyes... Beauty and serene wonder surrounding us.

I'm hoping for the one day the world lets us finally be together. If that day never comes, then I hope the world will only let me remember the good, and no longer the day you gave up.

I can feel my heart beat deeper now.
The release of lust has left me bright and living.
My veins course with vibrant pulsations that
bring about a serene confidence in the
silence that I form around my dwelling.

What it is the traveler wishes
to see within me, is a vast
emptiness that will vanish when perceived.
Nothing special is the key,
thus every moment I am hidden.

Amongst the brush the sage can sit,
where no wind can blow,
and Mara is caught cold in snow;
The moment is beautiful, kept and slow.
Thus the answer to everything is the act of letting go.

Love’s happiness and laughter lives within me
It refreshes my body with precision and finesse
Bringing to my mind such exhilarating  beauties
Filling my heart daily with an exquisite bliss

This delight I find brings from within me
What young loves most times often find to be
For my love springs forth sweet joyous notes
Which form such enchanting pulsating melodies

So pleased am I with this new life I daily live
Sharing it with one in whom my heart believes
And I will place within her my wholesome trust
Knowing my heart she will never seek to deceive

I existed in my life as one before meeting her
Yet the whole of me will always now live as two
For she is the better half which God promised
Who in my life would help my dreams come true

For ever since the days when I was a young child
When on my knees to the Lord I would always pray
I knew He would surely answer my many prayers
Bringing forth special joys to bless all of my days

So the tender joy of loves happiness lives in me
Refreshing my heart with such precision and finesse
While adding to my life many  heavenly moments
Which will fill my heart daily with a perfect bliss.