But for a moment

Tell all what you see
Enlighten the soul
Awaken the dream

Show all to your sight
Grant one a vision
Give all the right

Allow but a chance to be free
Spreading the wings of the soul
Releasing the barrier of the body

Guide and teach one of love
Show all the meaning
That none shall rise above

Then as all ask you

All these tedious things
Implore and haunt you
For all which you bring

As one bothers your mind
With puzzles and riddles
The countless have none other than time

It is only the pleading
As one bowes before thee
It is one soul which is aching
To walk blind but for a moment to see

NIght

The night is clear. There is a soft breeze carrying the scent of jasmine… ever so sweet…

The night is vast. There are many things… yet they are not real…

The night is beautiful. The presence is ethereal… it is within…

Light against the darkest of dark… Your gaze wanders afar, between the emerald oceans wave. Before the thought shatters this peace, there is silence. Your gaze awakens something in the moment… something in the silence. The blinking of the eye, the lashes fall slowly and then the eye shifts its intention… recognition. Knowing. I am here.

Watch as you may and be still with these thoughts.

I am here.

Now.

I seem to understand.

I am aware.

Ideally Imperfect

What were we taught?
Think about what we know.
It was all created by us,
Language and society.
All of it is conceptualized by us.

A baby is born into the world
We nourish, teach and love
We raise it, as we were raised
Sometimes different,
But most with good intentions

Sometimes along the way
A path is crossed
A child ventures the wrong direction
That child in the future misguided,
Misguides another
This cycle, vicious as is
Is Life

It takes One to eat from the forbidden fruit
It takes One to lead the wrong life
It takes One to teach the wrong message
It takes One to corrupt a beautiful mind

But alas, all is not lost.
The soul is pure,
It is the vessel is tainted
To live and learn the lessons of this Life

We teach based on word of mouth
We teach based on basic principles
We want to achieve good

Point being
We know what we were taught
We accept what was given
We trust what has been spoken

What if we question life?
What if we change one part of our existence
What if we train society to be less of what it knows
End the vicious cycle of want and unnecessary needs
Begin a new existence
Utopian Visionary
Ideally imperfect
Life

Shadow Dawn

We call for truth

Yet ignore reality

As fallacy brings forth

An unmistakable prophecy

We seek words of tomorrow

Yet read stories of sorrow

Watching as mischief winds

The endless hands of time

Together we wait

If only to glimpse a wary fate

Need we heed the days of past

Watch the shadows as are cast

Then as the shadows fall

Our spirits will renew

Then only when the shadows fade

Will our stories begin anew

The shadow cast

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There in the light

The glistening dew of tears

The salty waters fall

Into shallow moments

Passing so quick

Too quick

To the roots of all

Sorrow there

as the wind invisible is there

Between the limbs and branches

This glorious sadness

Forever to grow

For the seeds were sewn

An eternity ago

Rest now upon the light

The eternal and sorrowful sight

Brought forth in pure delight

For sadness is pure

It is forever in the roots

The endless cycle of day and night

Be it ever so bright

For eternal a day

Is eternal a night

There in the shadow cast

May the memories last

And rest

Closed Eyes

When I look 
When I listen
 I close my eyes

I feel

It is here
It is behind me

Beside me

Inside me

It is whispering
“Listen with your mind”

Ears can not hear
The hauntingly soft sound
The whisper which rings in my mind
Echoing louder than thought

“Listen with your heart”
“…hear my call,
I am here.
Look for me with closed eyes”

“Find me,
I am here
In the eye of the mind
With the voice of your soul”

It never left…
Life is different with the knowledge
Passes by on a contrastive journey

Between ignorance and understanding

What the implications are for choosing to listen…

Are yet to be learned, simply live and listen…

Do not experience pain
Do not yearn for the past

The past is a trick of desire
Desire is the trick of the mind
The mind is the trick of time
Time is the trick of space
Space is infinite as is life

Experience life with semi closed eyes and an open soul
Experience the soul with an unyielding grasp

When I think of it
I feel sorrow partly for it
I feel sorrow and pain for myself

To want more time with it
Is that wrong?

Now I wait with closed eyes, for that is the only place I will feel it
Behind closed eyes is where I can hear it
Behind closed eyes I can see it, in my infinite mind

For eternity…

Can you feel it? Do you know what it is?

Remind me

Remind me of the time

I failed to listen to the ticking minutes, I only saw the days.

Remind me of the place

I failed to hear the thundering rain, I only tasted the lightening.

Remind me of the moments

I failed to watch the meanings of  winter, I only heard the laughter of spring.

 

The  moments, places and times filled with light and senses. Emotions and tears. Remind me of all I missed