Eyes Wide Shut

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To awaken is the goal
Another in a list
To do’s ticked off
One by one we move
Towards an end, the end

“We,” we say, meaning me
The obstacle grows
“Forget you,”
“I am on a path”
“I am right, you are lost”

And the arrogance remains
No one wants truth
Only their own; personal
Yet one remains ignored
Not joy nor bliss
As we wish

Crushing Truth; as is
Not wrapped in a bow
Raw, primal, obliterating
No return ticket given
And no path back

Words are cheaper by the dozen
Truth has no need
Open eyes never forget
And will never ask
“Are we there yet?”

Stoic

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Nature Prayer

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Original Art: stephendallen

Harbinger of souls
Carry me beyond
This Earthly caste

Above the forlorn
To rise, to see
Clear and open

Beyond the rabble
See the whole
Unmired from detail

Dark wing carry
Into the sun
Where all are one

Stoic.

Pretty Things

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Courtesy: http://www.reykjavikboulevard.com

We see the pretty places
With sun and sand
Upon a beach hand in hand

Gloss over ugly things
Averted gaze we look
Away from what we took

Security just an illusion
Seeing what we choose
Never seeing what we lose

 

Only Words

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Hearing words, they are but sound
Shallow pools in an oceans depths
Tidal whispers silence the roar of waves

In tidal pools, life is small
Struggle, to breath sometimes

Striving to live life diminished
Yet the source is near
If we could but remember

In tidal pools life is small
The oceans depths are always near