The Fall
long
fast
deep
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The Ground
hard
cold
unforgiving
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The Place
foreign
dark
unyielding
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The Time
past
future
present
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The reality
hands and knees
head bowed before thee
quiet, too broken to move
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The Touch
gently passes over my mind
softly caresses my heart
faint whispers by my ear
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The Light
so bright my eyes are forced to open
“please i want them to remained closed,
for the longer they are,
the longer i am…”
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Here
The night began to quiver with energy. The stars suspended high above the world. The moon shone down with the light of the endless years.
The wind blew gently through the ageless branches of life. The air held breath, the vivid darkness held time. Still yet pulled with the weight of anticipation… then the shift… through the moon light… Voices came from high… from within… through the silence… through the wind… spoken clearly… simultaneously… beautifully…
We speak to thee as one
We plead to thee as none
While in the night we sought
Within ourselves we foughtFor when we awake
Our lives we forsake
In the night we burned
What in the day we learnedAs they fade,
The answers we so desperately seek.
As they go,
Our soul will always know.
As we part,
From the knowledge we most want.
As we learn,
That they can never be taught.
For as we grow,
With our soul aching to know.
They can never be lost
They can always be found
They are always within us
They are always aroundOur truths
Our answers
Our lives
Our destiniesIt is with you we yearn to see
It is with you we wish to be
Free with you
Bless this moon light
We can see
Now live
and be free
as if made from the fibers of a dream…
The night became still once more. The words lay vivid on the ground. The moon shines as never before. Bless this moon light indeed.
~Enreal
What say you muse… shall we have a go? Shall we venture into the area which has been left unattended for too long… for this place has become overgrown… it has become wild.
What say you muse… shall you accompany me this evening? For it has been too long… the tales are wide and adventures need to be shared… what say you muse… shall we?
I believe we shall dear friend …
it has been too long and the air is crisp with anticipation…
it is fresh with dry water
alive with the winds which caress
Caress with icy hands that burn not the skin
Where is this place you speak of… for I see beauty in this darkness
that which is invisible to the dark
yet tangible and real
I see nothing abandoned…
All is well and right… all which is in plain sight… yet it is my mind which is ripe… awaiting a friend to accompany my thoughts tonight
Words and visions.
Thoughts and creations.
Songs and lyrics.
Colors and Sounds
It is my mind which races during slumber
It is my dreams which keep my soul awake
I am grateful
I am bursting
So what say you muse? Shall we go and make art… shall we once more make that which is obscure… clear?
Indeed we shall
Speak softly
Listen slowly
Believe truly
It will soon pass
Watch closely
As the winds weep
And the waters grieve
Upon the summers sleep
Whisper and sigh
Let your mind cry
Think upon things
Bring forth the hidden wings
Day and night
Shadows of light
Time and place
Full of wisdoms grace
For want of nothing
For need of something
For understanding and sight
Grant us the vision, be it right
With any amount time
For any amount of space
For any given moment
With every granted space
every moment
every treasure
every smile
every pleasure
These moments are cast
Placed in the past
For all shall soon pass
But memories,
they are what last
Journals Of Enreal 