Something more

Are we meant for something more?

How do we achieve greatness?

May we ever learn the answer
We may never know

Who is to say our lives do not touch upon something
Someone

Our life affecting something greater
Maybe our purpose is to be the pawn

Sacrificed for something other than fame or fortune…

live for another… live for all

We all are meant for greatness

We all achieve our purpose
No life wasted
Nothing wanted

We may never know
Realize the truth

Without one there is none
We are greater together

Grant Serenity

I get so scared
I doubt what is real

I don’t want to see pain and waste
Moments of loss

Until this emptiness leaves me
I try to dismiss the pain

Then all I know returns
From within, without my mind

I believe in fantasy
I see truths that can not be

I reach out from my soul
I see my world as whole

I wish for things that can not be
I am a dreamer

I dream for a beautiful life
Love

I wish for greatness
I wish for strength

I wish for my dreamland
Heaven

I wish to see the light
I want to read from the book of my life

I want to believe in people again
As a child believes

Ignorance or innocence
This is my dream

The Mist

On the edge of a shadow in the mist…

A  Horizon in the darkness

I gazed upon the mountains

I gazed into the heavens

 

A dark light emanating through the dark mist

A precipice into the abyss

I glimpsed peace

I heard silence

 

“there are more stars in the heavens than grains of sand on this Earth…”

who hears the mist

who listens to the sands

who wishes for the unknown

here is the wisdom…

On the edge of a shadow in the mist…

All is All

Tired and restless
My Soul and Mind at war
Broken and weary
My thoughts have drifted afar

Entering space and time
Reaching for peace
Catching a dream
That forever will shine

Along these adventures
These endless endeavors
Preceding the tales
No shadows, No veils

As the Mind and Soul escape
For as long as it will take
My spirit will follow
No shame nor no sorrow

Time will shatter
Distance will break
Space will crumble
All is all
All is fate

I can not recall…

I had a dream
I had a vision
I cannot recall

In a flash
It came
In a flash
It went

Understanding
Comprehending
Believing
Feeling

All was true
All was perfect
All was one

Ultimate knowledge
Unlimited potential
Vast perfection

This feeling is large
This feeling is Life
Hidden behind a mirage
Behind a veil

I cannot recall
In a vision it came
In a flash it went

I try find the words
They are not in our language

It is our souls language
Our souls voice

 

I can not recall…

Familiar Eternity

I search to find
My souls’ divide

Why did you leave
You left me to grieve

Why did you go
You knew I couldn’t go

Time will tell
A story farewell

Departure awaits
For one special date

When we all will meet
Gather and greet

On the gates of times horizon
We shall wait for a familiar eternity

Mock me if you will….

Miracles happen everyday. Some small, some large, some in the form of Life and others hidden behind grief. People ask questions that giving meaning to the meaningless. Under normal circumstances I would have to say that no question is unimportant. I believe that the purpose of Life is to question all and learn as much as possible. Sometimes people get lost in the physical and forget where they spend their time. So yes, I believe people give meaning to the meaningless. They look for beauty, and yet see nothing. Nothing except society.

There is beauty everywhere…Life is the largest masterpiece. Nothing could ever be replicated with such perfection. The systems, nature, chemistry, physics…mathematics.
There is also beauty created by beauty…art, literature, music…people.

Importance is objective, so is beauty. What I find important someone would consider a waste of time. What I see as beautiful others would mock. Is it not a misunderstanding? Or is it a misinterpretation?
When “important” subjects are left to the “daydreamers”. Some claim that we are taking the “wonder” out of the world. We look for beauty within…like looking for paint on canvas. Mock if you will, one day all that you hold close will be gone and you will be left with what you learned. I do not accept all, but I am willing to listen and attempt to understand.