This hour will not last The past hurtles forward to Swallow all the light Shining lovingly from eyes Lately discovered, adored. Still, the music thrills Into nearly forgetting These moments passing Dreamily caressing hope Convinced time will always wait. Patience – mythology – Oblivion draws cuddling close – Whispers into ears Prepared to believe minute Dishonesty if love paints Itself in bright hues Beguiling and beautiful Enough to dispel Doubt all wants are made to need Flesh becomes a solution For uncovered greed Never expressed, politeness All fall for such long Beginnings, story inspired, With no ending together. Lives bound shiver, shine, Entwined with bonds otherwise Escaped to show one Burning full ready alone To search out a safe real home. All hours hurry fast, Love lasting, the only thing Humans past, present, Tomorrow, evermore woo, Reality creates romance, Forever and forever.
This was typed in on the tablet as I sat in bed, so the spacing is off. The lines should not have space between them. I wrote it in my journal first, but it underwent significant revisions...
I may correct the spacing or no. When done with things, I usually let themstand. There is a strong temptation to do like Leonardo and never stop adding, subtracting until all remains incomplete.(I corrected the spacing)
The bravest of hearts May lose its way along paths Insecure, doubtful; Love’s gifts may lift the troubled High enough to trust, believe.
Live yourself each day, If you somehow lost your way During yesterday Make today your tour de force, Continue in taking charge. Living this one life Generously given you To make an impact, Explore your paths of purpose Spread love, care, creatively. Standing in limelight May never become your fate, But a difference can Be made in many moments Choosing kindness to spare, share. You are a precious Child of the Creator held Eternally in blessing, Never forget no matter What occurs, you are valued.
Music roars, lion, Distant thunder over sand Dreams still understand; Giving hearts, delicate song, Join in, raising forces long. Love, a hypnotic Drumline, spirits syncopate Finding reason to Raise green velvet curtains, Welcoming one another. Breath enough to be In between the magic thrill Never going still, But a dangerous feeling Mainlining each small glory. Shaky dance steps learned, Holding being, hands, hearts, souls, Love wins, enfolds tight, Brightens the mind, midnights, lights Alleviates much grievous pain. Music begins trust Under loving circumstances, Reaching out again.
The lights turned on bright Hardly dispel the darkness, The walls are not pale But dark like Winter’s dusk With shades, shadows, arriving. Still, there are windows, Onto the outside, shining, With friendly glow, warmth, But at times, this fails to rouse Adequate joy to sustain. Chosen to wander Where needs must finally go To arrange brief lives With satisfaction enough – Will exists to continue. Every life matters – Purpose burns absolutely, Never giving in, Coming fully alive, now, Each life to liberate, save.
It is not like me To dwell here inside my flesh; My mind is often An aptly chosen abode, Words my finest furniture. You, however, call Me into reality, My visions react To your being with growing Hopes, you may one day love me. Time beating unkind Reverts to seeming stillness When you hold me near; Better dreams, futures appear, We, together, display promise.