If Only Like A Beginning.
If only like a beginning, there would never be an end.
For the lives we live and paths we take, is like a treasured book end.
At times we start from the back, reading the story in reverse.
Travelling between the facts, as the truth can be adverse.
A day is like a chapter, pages numbered like the stars,
For life ever after, can heal wounded scars.
But in faith we must trust, through faith we must believe,
For the ink is our life's blood, the stories we write, the journey's we heed.
The Sea of Calm
The sea of calm, the wrath of desire, friend or foe, to release the heat.
You plan to walk, but stalk your dreams, weapons of compassion, armour that bleeds.
Mountains to climb, stairs to ascend, to reach the top before the sunset.
A journey of wit, as you strategically place, each beat of your heart in a game of roulette.
Life is a gamble, the stakes are high, knowledge and wisdom, belief for your guide.
We live to ponder, the opening of doors, the fronts secure, unlock from inside.
Focus and valour, your army awaits, ready to attack, defend and over-throw.
Behind closed curtains a
distant world sleeps,
dreams that awaken, absent
memories from the deep.
Street lights expose the
shadows, flowers extend their roots,
life widens then it
narrows, as dreams dance on the roofs.
Stars performing rituals,
giving birth to wishes we make,
avoiding all the
obstacles, to grow within our embrace.
Colours of a rainbow, a
view like crystal snow,
breathes love into the
hollows, lighting up the way to go.
Some pray yet don't
believe, some hate but still they love,
"The Birth of Our
The skeleton bodies of
blossomed leafs of
dancing petals in the
their resting place
beneath our feet.
Magical tones within the
wishes granted then
fairies sleep as if to
a hidden world beyond
amongst the sand,
the moonlight widowed as
the sun commands,
rainbows to rise across
like memories we hold in
the palm of our hands.
A breath a step a thought
the paths we take dictate