journey
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Sass and Bide
The hours tell a familiar story-Of life unfolding without glory.In an order of reality –Pulled from the threads of dreams –And woven together through living –Despite the dead, and the undead. Time resting and time jesting,Patiently and impatiently,The divide is simple, and holy. From the threads of dreams,Comes a hope of waking,To a world illuminated…
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News Prints
Time has left you there by yourself,Left its shadows to conquer your heart,To wilt the flowers and poison the will, The death that made pretty also makes ill. Cooling embers that flare with breath,Life flashing in the rumour of fire –I am burnt like those yesterdays, Ready to open myself and free the seed. We…
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In Motion
From my centre,To my periphery,Through this form and nature,Radiant and conquering,Smashing my resistance,Ecstasy is the river,And the oceans within –It’s changing me,Liminal and twilight desires,Billowing and becoming,Waves and waves breaking,The fragile shell of withholding,Tempering my body with divinity,Worlds coming and going,Flowing in and out of me,I am bliss neverendingRevealed and nakedAnd I am free.
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Which way is heaven?
The One Above All, Is trust.Things that build machines are broken.Things that require sacrifice are lost.Things that demand devotion are betrayed.The one beneath,Is fear. And it will always exact its price. Heaven can wait – That’s the difference,Between the journey and the path – Whatever the journey,Without trust,We are frozen in place –In fear.When the…
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Collage Degrees
Virginia says I’ve got to be looking out,For the little girl wandering in the valley,Still bringing up water for his sacred cow, Thinks to herself the grass is greener somehow. So she took a ride down to Berkeley square, Where the devil confessed he always played fair, And I mistook a nightingale for a dream,…
A Fantazien Window 