Hello blog world. I have missed you. Life gets so complicated sometimes, you know? I’ve been going through a life transition of sorts over the last period, and had to hibernate for a while in order to renew myself. Hope is an incredible thing, and without it I seem to suffocate a bit. But here I am now, trying to re-emerge to the places where my soul can find reflection and dreams again. So here is to a new me, an amazing 2012, and much success for all of us. Keep dreaming my friends, for tomorrow’s success starts with today’s dream.
I hear those voices that come just before sleep
They sway to and fro under my closed eyelids
I dance to the beat of their insanity
The wind is alive tonight
Pushing silently, then
And waiting for the next rush
The dawn awakens inside my bones
Bare earth, silken breath of mountains and streams
Closed defenseless night
Limpid as the sun threatens to beckon
I am all the loneliness of the moon
To be seen by many eyes
Yet remain alone
But before first light
When the stars say it’s time to shine
I will spread my arms
head in one hand
pencil in the other,
by the window upstairs.
I long to cocoon out of
into your warm smile.
cars filled with souls
pass on the bridge,
reflecting in water below.
Night plays with light,
transforming the view
into luminescent shadows,
floating in effigy,
crying streaks of neon.
for a lonesome night drive,
a journey in my mind,
orbiting around places
we used to frequent
or intended to visit.
The memories dance
and twirl, then swarm
into a chokehold.
to remove the moment
they said you were ‘gone’,
that you were irretrievable,
like a sunken rock.
But my eraser is broken,
so my mind wanders
across oceans of nothingness;
the pencil breaks
as it hits the floor.
You were here again last night,
In my dream.
Do you remember the day you told me you loved me?
I don’t think I ever explained
How beautiful your words were to me,
Or how they awakened the bird in my heart
And set him singing…
But nothing lasts forever.
Remember when I told you this?
Smiles and flowers fade, shadows gather
And the world moves on too soon.
You left me standing here,
Alone on the rocky shore of my soul.
The winds blow cold and sharp
And each tear is drowned by the rain.
But the bird of my heart will not sleep.
Still he sings… hush, bird.
And you were here again, last night –
In my dream.
Do you really not remember?
While butterflies make love on the tips of sunbeams,
my toes sink into the moist moss near the creek,
its crystalline waters move into a symphony
as it soothes its own speckled rocks,
and the scent of honeysuckle seduces the world.
I watch this day pass in slow motion;
I feel the weight of everything that surrounds me,
tasting the heavy flavor of life moving on…
and I wonder
will we ever be together?