what more am I to do
finding you in memories ive been falling through
is it cryptic sensation
seeking a peace in energy and movement
what can I do oh what can I do
leave life finding a clean river
no boat or moneys to deliver
you can't bring me down
I've been lifted
what was the purpose
in this reason for living
finding a mystery inside of you
whats been done and whats been told to
cant go wrong in a world full of right
passing evenings pleasurable nights
on both sides youve got me
in sunlight i feast
delivery rapture
delivery me.
This is a love poem I wrote some time ago
you are my everything my shining star the light and radiance reflecting in my eyes, you are the heat of warming love and firey passion, calmness of a glitering lake pristine to show a second world and energy in the creamy sky giving ways to natures paths with nature all around flora and fauna and the body of terra in all its mareveled depths you are the taste of wonderment and a trace of expectation of all the joys and fantasies that make this waking dream with a peaceful mind like tranquility with a spark of life adreniline with the magnificence of an angel coming straight from the highest heaven
the courage of the waterfall from its peak to flowing ground the softness of a flower and a fragrence that empowers an entrapment like loves ambition one that becons more without a sense of tragic and your epoch of paragonal magic that gives this soul its lust le vive le vive and everything is right the bearing of a monarch firm and just with a softheart like a misty cruch
two hands split between your thighs the flowers touch is easily relized and a sucour upward to your heart and life to find treasures of perfection that go unmatched your eyes beyond the oceans depths into the realm of settiment and entrancing encasement your aural sense molded from aphrodite another lure of sensual mind blurs your hair a morphism from torential cyclone to contoured leys for all its many forms with the freshness of early may with wisdom unmatches by even thoth the sky reign of all lored gods from ancient to forever and a matching wit so clever the percision of a sliver all thing of you are delight and strengthened by the nights endevours and the emotion of all atmospheres and weathers you are more then this real in all of its symbolics more then all great feats of humankind outside the land of falis you are what you are and together we are one.
the calm
ease in silence
feeling as though it cannot last
cannot last within a driven real
the motion of time as a reminder and enciter in the motion
complacency satisfaction and fall the apparitions make me wonder if it is worth it at all
everything is broken i dont want to know why it's just not right
i continue at the end of the diluge awakening from that lifes slumber in a misty thought
complaceny lost all the truths seem to call for perfection and with my mind fogy it is dreaming perfection memory may set in reminding me the realness of the dream tears come easy and sleep easy after tears time remarks in a new frame up
whatever. it is what it is... nothing is right anyway except that its just how it is suppose to be hence perfect and right.
-wakingup by Bill Ashley et al
lose myself to my true self the one I cannot know as human
fear survial rage escape from all the pain
and what after rage does madness end
is this world still my friend
can I know in this truth
what else is there for me to do but do
symbols and meanings mystics agnostic gnosticism
rebirth of faith a loss of religion
fluid shapes visualization
everything that is in mind or the pitance I'm missing
-anther point inside a point by Bill Ashley et al
