close the door
to the present
fend off the past
I fear the foreshadowing
remembering those
who fell behind
they died in my mind
their they shall remain
till the time comes
to be reunited again
close the door
to the present
fend off the past
I fear the foreshadowing
remembering those
who fell behind
they died in my mind
their they shall remain
till the time comes
to be reunited again
standing on the shore
I see a statue
of a man I once new
as the tide rises
the sun sets
he disappears
to return once again
falling starlight, here
beneath a clear moon skyline.
nightly dreams take me,
to distant lands of longing
rest upon floating islands
we are shaped, by what surrounds us.
we find reason in who supports us.
In this church
may you find peace
and return to your true nature
the spiritual awakening
brings joy to the heart
understanding the self
feeling of freedom
a dream to withhold
on a foggy day
when you look out towards the mountains
see the past remains
up here hidden in the clouds
Immortals reside
look at me
looking at you
our eyes do see
a mirror of truth
rain in the garden
as it falls
the birds fly by
from nest to nest
each drop
a message from Heaven
we found our place
peace is to be reasoned
and grace shared
trees collect the water
their branches are heavy
the colours change
as does the sky
flowers are scattered
brightening the surroundings
may they always shape
our destiny
pink sunset evening
on winter wind I see her
sparrow falls in flight
face to face with oneself
you see only the manifestation