The sun cries
to me at night
desperate for
a tender glance
the wind
of earth's emotion
roars so loud
no one can hear
clouds of crystals
dance to show
that they love
the music of life
rocks persist
only so that
one day
they may be
known
I walk
for every
forgotten
dream
to me at night
desperate for
a tender glance
the wind
of earth's emotion
roars so loud
no one can hear
clouds of crystals
dance to show
that they love
the music of life
rocks persist
only so that
one day
they may be
known
I walk
for every
forgotten
dream
Lights
ReplyDeleteIs the beauty that I seek
over, above, and out of my reach?
Or is it right in my stare
under my nose, combing stars in my hair?
Is there love that's oceans deep,
mountains high, and sugar sweet?
Is love as constant as the sky
or does it phase like the moon at night?
There is so much love pouring out of me
as bright as the sun, as vast as the sea
There are galaxies dwelling in my eyes
swirling, twinkling, awaiting the right
moments to to be unleashed and free
so they can dance eternally
on your yearning beautiful soul
where they will claim the land, and build their home.
My hands they hold a beacon of light
ever growing, expanding, glowing so bright
It wants to bounce right into you
crack itself open and flood over you
My feet they hold the map to the land
enchanted, magical, treasure-laden paths
my soul will lead the way to that place
heaven on Earth, innocent space.
Twinkle, glow, and bliss for you
awaits in wonder unimagined through
through, through, through, through
this open door engraved for you.
You, sir, are an enigma.
ReplyDeleteP.S. Desperate. (Sorry, it's the copy editor in me. ;))