Masks

•August 21, 2008 • No Comments

 

Is your life yours?
Do you live for you?

Are you a prisoner to life?
Or do you lead your own?

We live day to day and hide.
Behind a veil we hide

Afraid to reveal our beauty

Afraid to remove the mask.

Are you in control?
Can you let it go?

We forget to look closely.
What we do not see
Owns us.

What we do not see
Controls us.

Deep down inside
The place where we hide
Our soul stirs
It screams
It pleads

“Remove the mask!”

If you hide in society
If you live in shame for goodness
Your soul is in shame
Your soul screams in vain.

All that renders lost feelings
All that gives forth hope
Begins to fade away.
We are not in control
We need our souls.

Enough.

There is no turning back time
There is only here and now
There is only life
There is only one.

Live today
Not yesterday
Nor tomorrow

Masks tie to your soul
Masks weigh on our hearts
Masks infringe on our minds
Masks get us lost
They hide our souls

Enough!

Time to reclaim
Time to release our souls
Our spirits whole
Show yourself and Smile
Live and be who you were meant to be!

Why

•August 21, 2008 • No Comments

Understanding life is one thing, asking questions and expecting answers is another. We can assume all we want that there is a purpose, a meaning, an answer. I believe there is, but why?

Why?

That is the question. Why is there Life? The meaning to the purpose to the question. Why is there Life? I don’t want science to tell me of the randomness, the probabilities, the unique and unlikely circumstance of it happening. I want to know why.

Here is a thought. Is the answer to big? Or perhaps the thought is too small? Can we fathom the question, or understand the meaning? Or are we simply answering ourselves? Questions keep spinning until…we stop asking. Our minds not equipped for the infinity of the questions. It keeps going, infinitely circling in our minds, until we forgot what we asked.

Why?

Such a small word, such a large possibility.

My Angel

•August 15, 2008 • 7 Comments

My Angel
Are you there when I sigh?

Do you feel it when I cry?

Do you feel it when I die?

My Angel

Are you lonely for me?
Do I harken a cry too painful for thee

Am I selfish

For questioning and neglecting you

Are you happy?

Am I?

 

My Angel

Do I make you smile?

Do I make you laugh?

Do you feel my heart?

Are you near my path?

I wish to be…

I wish to do…

I wish you near

For eternity…

 

My Angel
Can you feel it?

The life which you guide.

Can you hear it?

My soul filled with pride.

 

My Angel
Is He great? 

As great as you?
Can you relate?

Perhaps a fate for you…

 

My Angel
I wish to see 

As the blind enlightened

I wish to hear

As the deaf awakened

I wish to speak

With the voice forever silent

I wish to touch

With the purity of the mind

 

My Angel
Call me home
Together, never alone

I pray to Him
Do you hear me?
My Angel

I feel for Him
Do you feel me?
My Angel

I cry for Him
Are you there?
My Angel

 

I speak to him

Perhaps you, my angel

Clarity

•August 15, 2008 • 1 Comment

Clarity appears
Time holds its fears

New visions and tears
Drawing upon the years

Speak it clear
For your soul may hear

Truth in vision
Truth in decision

What have we
But blame and shame
To tame the flame
Or be it the same

For clarity holds fears, tears and years
As does vision with blame and shame

Speak clear… for your soul to hear

Wisdom of the Earth

•August 14, 2008 • 2 Comments

It will soon pass…

•August 14, 2008 • 2 Comments

Speak softly
Listen slowly
Love truly
It will soon pass

Watch closely
As the wind weeps
And the water grieves
Upon the summers sleep

Whisper and sigh
Let your mind cry
Think upon things

Bring forth your 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 for 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 memories are cast 

Placed in the past

Remember to make it last
For all shall soon pass

 

Tired of making sense

•August 12, 2008 • 6 Comments

What am I waiting for? Perhaps Life… perhaps death… or whatever falls in the middle

I have been waiting for that miracle, that moment, that epiphany… the moment where it will all make sense… Does that make sense? I have waited so long yet my impatience is unjustified… part of my mind is content… the other is at war with my ideals, the way I want to live and the way I chose to live… Does that make sense?

I have waited and now my body is beginning to wear… I am getting tired… I have waited for life to get easier… less misfortunes and more joy…I have waited and asked, not for much… just a small sign… am I selfish? Perhaps… I seem to ask for more now and become more disheartened… again… a battle between my ideals and my reality…

I work hard everyday… I work my bones make my body weak… My mind has been strong, so has my spirit… now I find that time has turned away. No longer on my side. Time has gone to join my dreams and desires… hidden from my sight and my knowledge… time has joined my delusion.

Perhaps I speak toofreely, letting my inhibitions free… letting my body speak for my mind and thus for my souls subconscious… does that make sense? I have a feeling that all my waiting has turned into acomforting illusion… that perhaps the viel will never drop… my mirage will never fade and in turn this reality will in turn be reality…

Tired of working so hard… I do not even do it for myself… I need to breathe…

No Rules

•August 11, 2008 • 5 Comments

In the beginning I sank
Deep down into an abyss
A feeling…
Incomplete
As if pieces were missing from my soul
Panicking I felt for holes
Holes in my heart
Holes in my soul

All I ever needed
I misplaced along the way
Long ago
As I backtracked
I missed the path

Further and further I went
I could not find my heart
I could not find my soul

I screamed
My screams were muted
Muted by a place that is beyond sound
In this place there are no rules

Movement in the distance I saw
I ran
My legs moved as fast as permitted
In this place there are no rules

I saw over the hills
I reached
Pieces of my soul were there
In this place there are no rules

The darkness produce shadows
I wanted to see clear figures in the sun
I wanted to dance with the shadows of the moon
Simultaneous and Impossible
I needed to complete my soul

Every moment of this time elapsed
In a world where there are no boundaries
In a moment that spans a lifetime
I understood
In this place there are no rules

My time culminated with a solution
Just right for the journey back
Back
Through this place that has no rules
Back
To my slumbering body
My soul weary
Back from a place that has no rules

Enjoy the Silence

•August 11, 2008 • 2 Comments

A dedication to my dear friend… she has inspired many moments in time and a Sea of Memories.. may she enjoy the silence…

Master of Meanings

•August 10, 2008 • 8 Comments

Tell me of what you see
Enlighten my soul
Awaken my dream

Show me all your sight
Grant me a vision
Give me the right

Allow me a chance to be free
Spreading the wings of my soul
Opening the mind of my body

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

As I ask you all these tedious things
Implore and haunt you
For all you bring

As I bother your mind
With puzzles and riddles
I have none other than time

It is only my pleading
As I bow before thee
It is my soul that is aching
Before the Master of Meanings