Even a blazing comet
goes into transition
as it explodes and comes to rest
falling east to west creates a sonic boom
in tune with the tone
of my sense of loneliness
which breaks the silence
walking almost as a stranger
in a world, as if to myself...
oblivious to the dangers
lurking in this path of travel
through forest meadows past
cloaked in fog of lost moments memories
awakened with tears falling like rain
by the spirit winds ghostly presence
touching gently upon the aura
of who it is i think i am
with an awareness
that life as we know it
hasn't always been so kind
but what's that sound
i can sense impending gloom
in its approach
coming from an oncoming wave
creates tidal vortices
as a new dimension
stirs a new pattern of time and space
but there's no need to panic
for the weary souls
whose master mood switch
is placed in pause
a marker buoy is placed
at the crossroads
of all those
with whose lives
our spirits have sailed
making bubbles
which rise and fall
with the currents
of our motions
even our mistakes
are chosen pathways
marked like footprints
as the newly fallen snow
begins writing new chapters
written in the song of life
by ever falling dust of stars
as sand dunes of our time
are carried by the current
and with the pulse
of the universal streams
what seems, circumstantial
make traveling waves
cast in the dying echoes
of our waiting candle flames
of a consciousness
falling outside margins
of this living dream
to be lost without a cause
as this sand castle rest stop
becoming, being and moving on
caught up in the path
of the perfect wave
and quietly becomes erased
as particles of sand
liquify and vanish
leaving not a trace
just a sense of becoming
helplessly immersed
in the slightly bitter
metallic liquid
which is our lifeblood
as it dances to a heartfelt pulse
as our mismatched timing
wobbles on and on,
like stellar tides
cast adrift throughout all eternity
spinning in and out of phase
with the arc of life's pendulum
as it swings
in its characteristic ways
further on, as it fades to shades of gray
before becoming like all the rest of us
returning to our stroll back into our sunset
to slip into the next dimension of reality
to slumber beneath the waves of amber
until such time our seed is called
to rise from the damp warm earth...
to join our friends, once more
dancing in the sun and wind and rain, again
to be forever recycling within the mist
becoming swiftly lost from contact
with all those not in perfect alignment
with the pulse in proximity
of our space time continuum
leaving in its wake
myriad micro fractures
with a momentary existence
all their own to just as swiftly fade
into the fabric of the null and void
from the depths of heart and soul
time and again distant emotions emerge
ripening with fruits of love,
as misty fields give way
to mountain views of dawning blue
parting clouds of electrons
echoes of our consciousness
forming emotional signals
with three little words
coded messages issued effortlessly
by the core at the seat of spirit will
of all compassionate
hearts of souls
...i
...love
...you
C2
Charles2
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