Shall I dance for you?
Shall I smile?
Shall I think for you?
Shall I learn?
Shall I live for you?
Shall I fly?
Shall I cry for you?
Shall I feel?
I dance, smile, think, learn, live, cry, feel
I shall, I do
For eternity
My Soul
Shall I dance for you?
Shall I smile?
Shall I think for you?
Shall I learn?
Shall I live for you?
Shall I fly?
Shall I cry for you?
Shall I feel?
I dance, smile, think, learn, live, cry, feel
I shall, I do
For eternity
My Soul
Angles are gathering
They listen contently
They feel with our knowledge
They hurt with our mistakes
Ignorant of time
Aware of Life
Understanding only God
Seeing only Light
They hear cries
They see sacrifice
They see strife
They see
Yet to them it matters not
They see, they feel
its all relative to angles
To them Life is a gift
They are misunderstood
As is Father
They do not judge
Neither does Father
Cant they see our lives falter?
when will they learn?
Cant they see we are tired?
when will they feel?
Cant they relay the messages?
Cant they tell Father?
When will the know?
They are His eyes and ears
They do not understand
To them Life is a Gift
A gift to us
A gift of burden
A beautiful burden
Catch us
We are falling
From Grace
From our sanctuary
Tell our Father
Tell our God
Angels read these words and understand
Anais Nin:
“We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.”
You sat there
Alone in your mind
I reached into your soul
Knelt in silence
Waiting for the call
I could not bury my thoughts
Until you gave in
We are alone
Yet we are one
We reach for light
We find darkness in sight
You helped me carry this gift
Opened and found our worlds
We are alive in a fantasy
Imagine the possibilities
What is real…
what we see?
You sit there
Alone in your mind
In the middle of your thoughts
I walked through
You gazed upon me
I acknowledged you
Above the clouds
The sky is always blue
As seemingly infinite the sea
It has its limitations
No matter how dark
There is always a possibility for light
Behind the mirror
There is a wall
There is always a bottom
For which to land
Time possesses all
No one can control time
Sadness is an emotion
As is Happiness and Joy
A list of things I hold as true….
When I can not make sense of things I see
When things are too weird to look upon
When Life is confusing
I turn to these things as little assurances.
Please feel free to leave me some of your assurances.
They always alleviate my tensions
With a sense of adventure
I begin my endeavor
In my mind I drift
Towards a mission
A journey
An expedition
Time will be best
Lest it run on our future quest
The dream that soars
Constantly changing
Forever evolving
I slip into subconscious worlds
I drift into my souls abyss
I look out across the minds oceans
I know not where I am
I care not where I am
Here we are free
Free in a subconscious prison
Free to our souls mission
For what truly is freedom
We as Earth and sky
We as Wind and air
We as Ocean and sea
We as Ice and Fire
We play our souls desire
Forever changing landscape
Forever growing in our minds
All to be brought forth in phantasmagoria
All in a fumbled attempt to recreate
Then we slip back to consciousness
We slip back to our waking worlds
We leave our temporary haven
As we wake
As we open our eyes….
We slip away from the grasp of our Soul
Escaping our Prison
In Utopia
Its Phantasmagoria
Life…
Life is Understanding…
Understanding is Truth…
Truth is Meaning…
Meaning is Faith…
Faith is Love…
Love is a dream…
A dream is Fantasy…
Fantasy is Real…
Real is Today…
Today is Beauty…
Beauty is You…
You are me…
We are one.
It is Life.