::imaginative introspection::

Imagine that all life is an illusion. All that exists is this moment. No past, no future, each memory, every plan, a part of the illusion. Life, in a photograph.

Do you like the image of yourself?

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Traffic like the roar 11.07.2008

Traffic like the roar

of an automatic ocean,

I close my eyes and dream so far away.

and with a breath

I’m there once more

sun warm on my face.

you call me back to reality

and I Tear my mind away from serenity

all is lost for eternity

you take my hand to lead me away

into the cold darkness which comes

only after that last flickering light which is life

is but out by the icy cold breath of death himself.

I wake, gasping, blinded by sunlight

as I am once more reborn,

given another chance to find the answer.



I journey on 06.18.2008

I fly above with watchful eye

to journey home

at last will i.

From places where

the ocean’s

 coast rush

 to meet the sloping shore,

past ancient bearded mountains

full of lore

I journey on.

o’er deep red stone the waters hewn

their path and paths to come

I journey on o’er rich gold fields

which glint and sway on wind’s heels

I journey home

to emerald valleys where rivers flow

and hidden there,

beneath the leaves,

you’ll find my heart,

though quivering.

although I’ve seen the wonders hidden

behind the shadow of the earth

a place both harsh and intricate,

a place for my rebirth

I long for peaceful quiet

and the hint of music


beckoning me home. 



Monday, November 24, 2008

sun rise sun 11.24.2008

sun rise sun
illuminates transparent skin
i watch You breathe
a silent moment You
look at me
eyes saying everything

don't be so afraid

i pull You close
Your lips wet
against my skin
feel You tremble at
my touch
You're safe with me, 
You're safe with me. 

sun rise sun
bring your warmth
dry these tears
and breathe once more
i'll be Your light now
close Your eyes
and sleep child sleep
oh sun rise sun