Sunday 22 March 2009

From Night Unto Sunrise

Soft solitude rings in the Light
Called upon soothingly by its Master
The Silence shines gently through the Night
Slowly at first, and then faster and faster

"Never let go," comes the whisper
It reflects the rain of seldom thoughts
Floating in the melody, whiter and crisper
It releases the pain of the "nevers" and "nots"

Crimson swings within the black
Creating a dream in sky-like foundation
As Love sweeps up between the cracks
Contentment takes the place of Elation

Feeling Hope in solid form
Hovering in the quiet of the Night
Consolidating together, from pieces torn
Swirling closer, from left and bright

Touching the Night, the black, the blue
Holding on to the unread days
Spreading dreams along the calm and true
Locating Peace in streams and rays

Picking up the Moonlight in cups and rivers
Driving past the Oceans on sighs of leaves
Drinking Time in grasps and shivers
Surrounded by what the sky believes

With Tribute installed in the Sun's veins
Summons the blinking tide of release
Loosening the Earth within his chains
Growing into the Sea, piece by piece

Unchecked promises from beyond the draught
Closing in upon the plastic shores
Chastity brewed and bestowed and sought
Following the breeze, through passages and doors

Swallowing the depth and width of sight
The Sun creeps in from indivision
Stretching into entirety from length and height
Shimmering into Light of encircling vision

Shouting out his girth of uninterrupted Light
He sparkles the Night into the Past
He continues the transition from soft to white
And brings the Day to awaken at last

The Night And The River

She follows the River of the Night
Into the deep caverns of the falls
The water breaks in a hopeless attempt
To contain the strength of the dark

She's alone, yet unafraid
Gliding along through the still within
And finding that Treasure along the shore
As she climbs the waters, holding each drop for support

She sails on her Faith
Trusting the tide to save her
And relinquishing control
To the silent of the Night

Untampered calm resides
In the weightless dark
As it completes the Night
Alongside her waves

There is no plight
Among the dark and grey
The River shines through
Countless, by the Night

It remains unshattered
Like the water of the Love that binds it
And towers along the ground
In the plains of the exquisite

Reflecting the dark
Soundless in perfection
She flows to deeper meaning
And embodied empowerment

The soft of the Night
Calls out to the Sky
And encircles them
In a display for the Heavens

The Wind sings to the Night
The River provides harmony
And the caverns and the dark
Accompany in flight

The Night holds up the dark
The dark, flipside of Light
And burns in the waves
Of the River, as an escape

Unbending, the Night sighs on
And savours the Love of the River
And they hold hand in hand
In their dance, that drifts between

[Written: 1:00 am, 19th March 2009]

Saturday 21 March 2009

Colors

The Lights are White and Blue
Thin streams
Running on
They intertwine
Fluttering in a symphony
Yellow dives in
And creates a Silver with the Blue
Mauve circles, not interfering
Just observing
She sees it all
And will join at the right moment
Red begins to run alongside
Wanting to overtake
But running in tandem
Green jumps in
He creates a spiral
Golden twirls around him
Entering from the top
Pink emerges
And takes her position between White and Blue
They hold her hands
All three smile
Mauve embraces all three
Careful not to drown out any of them
Golden snakes off Green and attaches to Silver
They both form a circle
Red aligns on the inside
Yellow plunges in
And covers the void
Blue pulls everyone close to the center
Suddenly all of them shine out full
Unto Eternity
As they ascend
They twist around each other
In a blending dance
They each are distinct in each
Yet unite
And are stronger in this whole
Their intensity ploughs even further
Than it's gone before
In a dazzling display
Of Strength
Especially in the wilderness
Demonstrating the Truth
They spin
And then they diverge in a spread
Yet they hold on to each other
Somewhere
Gathering support from each other
To shine
And provide support
To shine
They are just like us
Or rather we are like them
If you look at it
Maybe not exactly
But there are similarities
We all are of a color
Sometimes we shift between shades and textures
But we always will return to True Essence
Sometimes we embody other colors
To Live a purpose
Sometimes we see parts of our color
In others
And become part of them
Each color feels different
And sounds different
But is never incompatible
To merge with another
We cant live in Black and White
Not forever
We must dissolve in our color
And Be.
Holding hands
Connected through our Hearts
We will spin
In the dance of Grace
And love out each color
Till we merge and fade
Into the Ultimate
An Entity of every shade imaginable
And we will embody Peace
In every Light that exists
Forever

[Written: 6:45 pm, 18th March 2009]

Tuesday 10 March 2009

When He Sings

He can light up the sky
He can make clouds crumble
He can turn ashes to life
And turn light into water
He can make it rain, if he wants
And flowers bloom, back into life
He creates a magic never experienced
And turns reality into a dream -
When he sings

There's a sunrise in each heart
A taste of a symphony in his voice
The fragrance of wet earth gleams
And the trees enter a dance
A myriad of colors are blended into sound
You can hear the grace of a dancer's moves
It washes all minds clean
And wraps you in the embrace of his voice -
When he sings

He reveals the shades of his voice
Constellations collapse with it's enormity
The Universe is blanketed with ecstasy
And the galaxies smile in his perfection
All of mankind is conquered
His voice heals all pain
He can pause Time in flight
He can create miracles -
When he sings

He can influence each particle of water
As his song spills across the oceans
His voice walks on those waves
Leaving behind his essence in it's current
The fire in his voice is so gentle
Each note just melts into his texture
And feels like the softest caress
Like air touching water -
When he sings

His voice floats, at times
And sometimes it soars
It has the power to bend light
It can stop gravity, even if just for a moment
Sometimes it's serene, like drops of moonlight
Sometimes it roars like a storm
But his voice is a piece of his Soul
And he can converse with the Heavens -
When he sings