The final task

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I turn to find
Shadows by my side

I dream of a life
I had tossed and left behind

I close my eyes
I hear the wind and clouds divide

Touching I feel
What I sensed all along was real

I dream of death
Too generous and close to touch

Time lived in the past
Alone with time at last

I question times disguise
I seek answers to my demise

The ground is cold and calling
The sky is red and falling

I am alone at last
Free to breathe one last breath

I am alone at last
Time will part and I will rest

But time and shadows play

The end spoken for another day

Time will not remove its mask

Alone and calling for its final task

Open and listen

 

 

 

 

 

Are you truly alone you ask?

Or are you at peace here with the shadows and the mask

Now be still and listen

You shall hear your final task…

Who’s to say…

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Who’s to say we can not have the glory of day without the darkness of night? Who’s to say the night is not glorious…

Who’s to say we can not imagine the greatness of the universe without discovering the greatness of the mind? Who is to say our universe is greater than our mind…

Who’s to say we can not see through the blind eye of reason without accepting the possibility for more? Who is to say the eye is blind, perhaps the eye can see and our mind can not accept

Who’s to say we can not feel beyond the edges of our fingers, yet we know we do… we feel through the edges of our soul… without touch… our mind feels, so does the heart… we feel energy, the past, present and future… we feel great sadness, happiness, fear and joy… we feel without the body… who is to say that makes sense?

Who is to say what we can or can not do, feel or say? Who truly understands or claims to know? Not I… I merely am…

Yet who’s to say I am? Do I? Do you?

This is for all those who choose to tell me what I can not do. This is for all who try to limit me… This is for my mind to read and my heart to understand… “for all those” this is for me to hear… will I choose to listen? do I ever?

~Enreal    10-20-10

I wonder

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I wonder what it would be like to be in another mind… think in another way… see through anothers eyes

I wonder what it would be like to love… feel the light and laughter of another heart… live and breathe for another life

I wonder what it would be like to feel… or simply not feel this… I wonder.

It is funny often we wonder. Dream.

How often we feel. Every emotion.

Minds and hearts frantically competing for victory.

Be it for a moment. Yet endless.

Another life. Another dream. Another day to simply be.

Would the answer be the same?

Simply from another view,

Understood and made from the spoken language, Life

Seen as if written by time.

I wonder indeed if all these philosophies are real?

Thoughts and Visions

Questions.

That’s all.

I wonder  if I could stop.

“Will I stop wondering? I don’t know. Perhaps. Sometimes it seems less complicated that way”

~ Enreal

Here

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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

Equinox

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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 fought

For when we awake
Our lives we forsake
In the night we burned
What in the day we learned

As 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 around

Our truths
Our answers
Our lives
Our destinies

It 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.

Leave of absence… off with my muse

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Taking a break to finish a project… thanks to all who visit and keep me inspired… be back soon

~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



the moments end

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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