The universal path is a windy link
in reflections it bounces in dryness
the wood wounded with unknown
phases tainted with fists that hints

The bareness of the desert lays untold
roasted and unbroken in resistive dunes
torn and un-tuned in the rusty mirage
bareness reformed by the scorning sun

See those hungry eyes digging in hilled sands
the lost hope lusting for a love swayed to last
memories of the crux, the faded in between
the withering leaves burnt to grimy coal

The tidal waves erupts as pure bliss builds
such loneliness buried in ocean depths
kneeling at the mercies of the greenery
pending rejuvenation to harmonious trance

On the edge of the bridge toes tiptoeing
the cord unfurling in, over and within
waters paints in hues of silverly blue
a sacrifice to reign in the depths of the shore

Cobwebs and dews
The creak of the white fences
Of ruins long forgotten
Of places names unknown

This is the road for the wanderers
For the wanderers to be lost
For the lost to be forgotten
For the forgotten to be unknown

To pick up this dream means to forfeit
But never fear
Monsters are long gone from here
In this ruins of unmarked

The road is long
Twist and turns, may it bound your bones
Creaks run rampant, wild wild things
To rest means to drown

A man will ask,
For your most important woes
The price of the answer
Will lead you through

Do not fear, this ancient times will unwound
Pebbles made from time
A maiden left untouched
To tempt those whose uncouth

Justice, in this domain
Is straight as the lining,
Between the sky and the earth
And it will never be bent
For it is silver and they stay through

Thunders rumbling,
Will be your company
For the wind,
They'll be your enemy

Red poppies,
Grow as every step you took
Wishing you luck
For those who sleep in this road
will never wake up

Do be weary,
For sure the road will let you astray
Cause taking straight lines
Will lead you to not be found

This will be an asylum
For those who embraces
Let joy overwhelm
To let euphoria posses

There is a price
For utter abandonment
Balance needed to be strike
Their names will never appear in reality

But do not fret,
Crystal and porcelain epiphanies
Littered this road,
Glimmering ephemerally

One of them,
Will lead you to the end of the road
For that is the only way to go back

Truth is believed, revealed
and experienced.
Experience. Experience. Experience.
Difficult, arduous
but yield, I must.
I beg you to listen...
for to a mortal, it can be lethal.
But I must oblige
to a Great Majesty's declaration.
Move in trance,
there is no other way
for the energy is extreme,
intense and sharp.
So I implore for your ears,
because this is God!

"Let it flow
let it flow
let it flow."

"Flow...flow...flow."
"It is flowing.
It is flowing.
It is flowing."*

A journey.
A language of mystery and splendour.
Two, yet One, but Two.
Realization of Ceation began
but did not end.

Intense Energy surging...
I AM GOD!
Overwhelming force,
exhausting,
consuming,
flowing.

Peaceful but puzzling
Awareness is sustained
yet something greater is overpowering.
Strange yet familiar
Separate but One.

The tempted faith of your drug,
With a touch of the salted mind,
Put me on a trance,
For there was my lost smile to find.

As the caffeinated syrup flows,
Through my blood and kicks in.
The cruise in the slow car,
With the sweet sore drops of the old gin.

The eyes lost in the picture,
Of a thousand daisies,
Saturating the green with a spoon of yellow,
A wise contrast in this random mess.

The torture of the burning sun,
Shadowed under the beats of the drum,
A sound that familiar, still surprised
Well the brighter days are yet to come.
In the arms of a possible future.
In the shadows of a forgotten creature.

There be musuems with our bodies,
They would tag us the most wild,
For they don't know how much we loved?
They don't know how far we survived.

For your love remind me of the flowers,
The fragnance of the short life,
For this mortal time, be my forever.
For we sink together in this dive.

I'd cook the morning meal,
While you sleep in this warm bed,
Wake you up with a warm surprise,
And we'd kiss till our lips turn red.

I am whole, one, contented and buoyant; as fulsome light I smile.

I'm crazed for her, craveth her I do; her slaver, her sable hair.

Her touch, her feel, her radiance; maketh me trance, hypnosis.

I was earthbound in mine bygone hour's, now elevated, towered.

She taketh me to unknown river's of life, a king, queen, man wife.

Thus wherein all is right, a perfect flight to peace and safety.

Mine Filipino baby, lifegiver to those whom hath none breath.

The only queen, within mine dream's; she heard mine screams.

And tis she's safety, from the bad in-between; mine Earl Jane.



©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane Nagley dedication ( Filipino rose)
©Lonesome poet's poetry

His mellifluous voice ignited a spark in my soul.
His face looked so calm as he strummed the strings..
But, the guitar strings were not the only strings getting plucked.
The strings of my heart were getting hammered with emotions,
As he started to play the kind of music that took me away to a state of trance.
All I could hear was his voice reverberating in the hall.
And all I could feel was Euphoria.