Looking Beyond ForeverWhere does it lead?The road past the rolling hillsThe flowers and the sunThe clouds moving on beckoning us.Wide is this pathA single way falling into the horizon,A lonely journeyI long to walk this pathTo run towards the end but never reach it.The wind invites you to come with it along this road.
Earth ForeverTime ever flows onThe universe still expandsWe are but a blip
People Relax in the SummerThe patina of summerOverlaying the EarthThe people and the citiesMask the movement at our feet.The birds in the sky- the animals belowAll flowing like water around usChanging while we sleep.The ocean tides-Grasping at the moon,The air-Dancing with the trees,The sun-Aging over time,Our time here-Drawing to an end.Nothing is ceasingDespite our still mindsOur patina of summer.
Summer's Phantasm SongListenIn the breeze the cricketsThe fairies light their lanternsAnd the soft glow of nightOr our collective imaginations- radiates
The Best RelationshipOurs isA love unfitted,But full and strong.Since it is while we sit in our own roomsOn the opposite sides of the worldNot knowing we exist.We imagine our life together so sweet,Who are we to have reality ruin it all?
A Narrow RoadLong walksDown a narrow roadWith my past at my heelsMy future out of reachThe present always catching up.
ChildI am not finished with my childhoodI am not out of my wondermentMy knowledge cannot fill upLike a cup. It does not overflow.I will never grow beyond my imagination,My youth is internal, beyond my bodyBeyond my soul and beyond this world.The young ones here are forever.
OursWe come together, and we fade away.We are always here, but we cannot stay.It is what we love, it is what we are.The destiny of everyone, but ours aloneIs what matters to today.
The SunThe sun is shining on the sidewalkOn Tuesday, after school, after warAfter a child is born, and a man dies.The wind that blows in the cold brings in the new warmth.The rain gives life as it helps destroy. The universe that begins becomes to an end.The same sun that shines on the sidewalk shines on our skinOn the soldier and the killer,Everyday.
VaseI emptied the vasetoday; let the memoriesdie of neglect.
Take Me To A Place Where There's No LightMy dear, take me to a place where there's no light.To a place where the darkness will conceal your beauty.To shroud you in majestic mystery.My dear, take me to a place where the light won't hold sway.Where each touch is cold as ice.Where your words are a whisper's breath.My dear, let us close the gates of light, for only then may our love truly burn bright.
DownfallAnd in this dark harvest of seasonMy life has completely lost reason,For which or against to decide.All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tideIn sadness and in kindnessIn light and in darkness.In a boat made of hopeI shall sail to tomorrow,In a winding hurricaneMade of treachery and sorrow.There's a spear, endless, and colossal spear...Piercing, slashing though my head.Starting somewhere in heaven,Ending somewhere in hell.Fighting, burning, crying, crashing.Are the armies within.In my head they are all thrashing.On the heaven's and hell's whim.To be light or to be darkness.A perpetual array.It's not merely my choice,But the choice of the way.It's an option of the voice,It's a thin line of gray.Is it a choice forced by fate,Is it a pre-set time and date?Or a choice to which I myself sway?But here's our story anyway
."Nothing that I do will matter.As all things will merely shatter!"All my hopes thus darkness scatter,As it shoves me a decree.As it si
All Hallows EveThey say that on this night the witches ride,that spirits walk and churchyards spew their dead. It isn’t true. It’s said the stench of hell infects the earthand healths of heated blood are downed. But Hamlet lied. The dead know nothing, the living less. There are only poets with blood-nibbed pens;souls hung between high heaven and deep hell.
growththere is nothing more beautifulthan the softness of a manyou love more thanthe earth(shaking, geode),a face gentle in sleepand ardent in morning;there is nothing more beautifulthan the first breathof your spring,your blooming dawn,the incomingof nothing but you(blossoming, emerging,here,you flourish)—here,you are growingand transforminginto something new,and there is nothingmore beautifulthan that.
RIP Paul Gray SlipknotPaul Gray:You were 38 years youngbut you've passed away.You have joined the Rev,Dimebag, Peter Steeleand Ronnie James Dio.Wherever you are,you are rocking out.Together you'll makeone hell of a band!While you rest in peace -look over your wife Brenna,and the babyyou were expecting.The pig,as you were knownfor your maskresembled one -you cannot be replaced.Slipknot, have hit the knot;Things will never be the sameagain.RIP Paul GrayApril 8, 1972 May 24, 2010
God's ArtRhapsody of the universeThe song and art of everything.And a pen strokeA brush lineA single noteOur place in that,And were too small to seeThe entire canvas.