Wednesday, August 9, 2017

Love

 The night provides the canvas,
Where we may paint our dreams,
 The day provides the stage,
  Where we may make them real.
 The heart provides the strength,
 To make all things come true,
 It all depends on what we truly feel.

 Love dispels the illusion,
That we are prisoners of time,
 Time only measures what will change.
Change will only alter,
Things not truly real,
 Yet all that truly matters,
  Our hearts have the power torearrange.

 The world tells us to gather,
 More unto ourselves,
 A path that only leads to pain,
 With a void that can't be filled,
 Whereas giving to other souls,
  Is a true eternal investment,
And all of what we get is truly gain.

 The pain that love can bring,
 Only comes with separation,
 For one heart cannot go two separate ways,
  Each feels the other half,
 For the tether never breaks,
 As even death holds no power,
Love stretches far beyond the end of days.

 The world is full of lies,
 All of the shadows hides deceptions,
 As the darkness tries to hide what is true,
 Yet the darkness grants us rest,
 Though the birds sing in their dreams,
 And our spirits travel the stars,
 For the truth is I am always loving you. 

Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Silverwood Songs

 For  Noah Paley and his inspiration, 
From one heart to another.

 Endless seas, 
 Open skies, 
 Rolling dunes, 
 Weathered eyes, 
 Silverwood,
 On village doors, 
His songs play,
To tell us more.

 On this beach, 
 We fell in love, 
 With waves below, 
 And gulls above, 
 As his hand played, 
 On ageless strings, 
 He found the song, 
 Which our hearts sing. 

 A song does fly, 
 Unfettered wings, 
 Through any storm, 
 Such peace it brings, 
 The rhyme brings joy, 
 From face to face, 
 With power to cross, 
 Both time and space. 

 These songs of sand, 
 That bound our souls, 
 Inspire our hearts, 
 And keep us whole,
 The song of life, 
 Does us surround, 
 The notes we add,
 Form common ground. 

Saturday, July 29, 2017

Where the Wolves Sing



 From the Woodlands, 
 Ancient eyes, 
 Within the Woodlands, 
 Ancient souls, 
 Moving in silence, 
 The wind sings their song, 
 Moving emotion, 
 Their thoughts are their feelings, 
 Creatures of wisdom, 
  As they mate for life, 
 Creatures of wisdom, 
 Their treasure is each other, 
 A lesson we have forgotten, 
 In chasing our illusions, 
 But to feel your way back, 
 Look into their eyes. 

 They seek to live, 
Life is their reward,
 Only to live, 
 To be part of the magic, 
 Life's pulse in the Woodlands, 
 Racing with the wind, 
 Unconfined by the flesh,
 Racing with the wind, 
 Their souls cannot be bound, 
 Feel them without your fears, 
 And they will respect you, 
 Feel them without your fears, 
 Let your soul race with their wind, 
 Learn to live by the heart, 
 Which is the source of true vision, 
 Where the wolves sing in wisdom, 
 In the circle of life. 

Saturday, July 22, 2017

The Patient Heart


 In  the ocean of spirits, 
 We found a heart. 
 In the sea of life, 
  We found a soul. 
 Following the wind, 
 We followed the calling. 
 For only when exploring, 
 Can you find home. 

 In speaking of science, 
 In speaking of living, 
 In speaking of loving, 
 We spoke the truth. 
 In the bonds of laughter, 
 In the bonds of friendship, 
  In the bonds of faith, 
 Finding freedom of youth. 

 Time took a backseat, 
 Because Earth is the stage, 
 Where we might add, 
 Good things to Heaven.
 For each soul is endless, 
 But the heart sees forever, 
 Then the moment stood still, 
 For time is illusion. 

 We watched as she listened, 
 We listened as she spoke,
 Each chance to gain more, 
 Being nothing but joy, 
 What is to long for, 
 What is to live for, 
What is to love for,
 We are faith is employed.

 Kindred spirits,
 Who found soulmates, 
 From each other, 
 Will not depart, 
 It all begins, 
 From choosing joy, 
 This is the wisdom, 
 Of the patient heart. 





Sunday, July 2, 2017

Exploration


 How high is up, 
 And how far is away? 

What is not seen  first in the heart, 
 Is seldom found with the mind, 
 Scope has no limit,
 Except within the mind, 
 For the eyes can see barriers, 
 While the heart can see forever, 
 Yet even the universe, 
 Has no visible boundaries. 

 Where are the boundaries, 
 When things are unseen? 

Beneath the surface reflections,
Lie the depths of unseen truth.
 Here the eyes lose  authority, 
 And the way must be felt, 
 For touch can go far, 
 But only with the physical, 
 While the treasure of reality, 
 Lies beyond our fingertips.

 Is travel possible, 
 Without the need to move? 

 Motion is just an attempt, 
 To deal with the illusion of distance, 
  While we move in our futility,
 Hawking explores the universe, 
 As the knowledge of his condition, 
 Inspired exploration with his mind, 
 For the love within his heart, 
 Gave him the strength to persevere. 

 What is the mystery of love, 
 Which time has not unraveled? 

 Love manifests in reality, 
 Through the action of creation, 
 Love breaches the gates of Hell,
 Through the sacrifice of desires, 
 Love voids the power of death, 
 Through the joining of souls, 
 For a day not exploring love, 
 Truly is a day wasted. 

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Reflection of a Soul


 Reflections occur upon the waters, 
 Showing the endless sky, 
 How the Earth looks up in wonder, 
 Our faces down in contemplation, 
 As the waters playfully bend light, 
 Showing how the birds must behold us. 

 And yet there is no mirror, 
 Which can reflect the soul, 
 Not touched by imperfect light, 
 The eyes cannot behold it, 
 From a place beyond the stars, 
 Our souls peer into this world. 

The image of a soul is seen,
In whom she chooses to meet,
In places he chooses to go,
Be it upon a quiet mountain,
Or near a great volcano,
Which only the peaceful soul can behold.

Every person that is met,
Reflects the soul of the meeter,
The blind who see through us,
The arrogant who are truly blind,
The sensitive who feel without touch,
And wisdom seekers with hearts like children.

The tapestry becomes truly endless,
With all we may choose to see,
For size is meaningless to souls,
Which exist without set boundaries,
Just as your soul who has seen so much,
Feels like light has just touched its eyes.

Your song is now part of many songs,
All in the song of life that God sings,
Your soul reflection in an old man's smile,
Your soul reflection in a newborn's laugh,
And when you see your eyes reflected once more,
All of their love will impact on your heart.

Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Standing With You


 In battles lost and battles won,
 I reflect beneath the stars, 
 Which show my size in truth, 
 My place amidst the galaxies, 
 While shining through the darkness, 
  They show the beauty of life. 

 This is a new chapter, 
 With more experience in your soul, 
 More hearts beneath your wings, 
  Riding on the spirit winds,
 Within this song of life, 
 Which shatters any storm. 

 For no star within the night, 
  Is ever truly alone, 
 Within an ocean of diamonds, 
 Reflecting our infinite souls, 
 As within indomitable love, 
 Hope will never be lost. 

 These words are one language, 
 With a universe of thought, 
  While music is a universe, 
 With all languages in one, 
 A sharing between souls, 
 Of what cannot be spoken. 

 Battles can be won,
 And they are seldom repeated, 
 Yet when the seldom happens, 
 There are more hearts by your side, 
 Souls brave in their faith, 
 Stand as one in God's pure love. 

 Never fear or doubt, 
 And never lose your smile, 
 Your heart rides fourth in music, 
 Residing in  all of ours, 
 Our strength returns to you, 
 Indomitable in love.