In Search of Grace
Emotions flowing unrestrained
Bring mem'ries which before were chained
And visions of my life gone past
Are seen as through a darkened glass.
Sweet memories of former days
When happiness was still ablaze.
The world then hugged me to its breast –
My life was bright and I was blessed.
Now distanced from my conscious thoughts
I look behind and see I've bought
This present time a-prick with thorns,
A future full of winter storms.
The choices made have brought me here –
To loneliness and anguished tears.
The clock can never be turned back
For once it's lived the time has past.
I came here with the highest hope
Being Different
Alone, weary and frightened.
Others around cannot reach through,
Cannot scale the wall of difference.
This is a curse.
To see the colors of others' souls,
And yet to not be seen.
Invisible, like a ghost.
Lost behind the barrier of difference.
Apart from the world of substance.
Lost, wandering, searching for something,
And knowing not what.
Dreams that torment with cruel hope.
Children on a carousel, laughing with glee.
Reminders of the isolation and separation.
Apart, on the fringes, seen yet unseen,
Here, yet not here.
Always apart, always different, alone.
Can anyone see a soul bleed?
Can anyone feel a sha
For You
So many things do remind me of you,
The wind in the trees, the color of blue,
The scent of the rain, grass covered with dew.
These simple treasures remind me of you.
Long nights spent talking, sometimes until two,
Of deep, long discussions, finding things true,
Walks through the forest, discovering new
Treasures to take home and set out to view.
Such simple pleasures, the sharing was grand.
Theres so much more now that I understand.
Wish you were here, I would give you my hand
And we would go walking the woodlands again.
I would then tell you of lessons Ive learned,
The triumphs Ive had, of peace that&
Leaving the body to sleep
I fly
slim silver tether attached to the navel
a fail safe
so i can find my way back.
A soul kite
Traveling between the worlds
at the speed of thought
unencumbered
by flesh and body
uninhibited
by distance or walls
I fly
guided by simple desire
I think it
and I am there.
Only to find out
they have a dress code
No pajamas allowed.
Dammit!
Lichtblicke
Manche Menschen wissen nicht,
wie wichtig es ist,
dass sie einfach da sind.
Manche Menschen wissen nicht,
wie gut es tut,
sie nur zu sehen.
Manche Menschen wissen nicht,
wie tröstlich ihr gütiges Lächeln wirkt.
Manche Menschen wissen nicht,
wie wohltuend ihre Nähe ist.
Manche Menschen wissen nicht,
wie viel ärmer wir ohne sie wären.
Manche Menschen wissen nicht,
dass sie ein Geschenk des Himmels sind.
Sie wüssten es,
würden wir es ihnen sagen.
(Paul Celan )
That sweet little mystery
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Surrounded in dream
Blowing in a bubble
If I ever met you I will lose myself
That sweet little mystery
That blows the mind
The space between us
The distance between us
Bind us makes us one
In dream we are
Not to have is to have
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So many times the what you get gets broken
Just cause you got it, it drifts away
What gets given gets taken
And the taken given again
Most of the time to another
But the sweet little mystery
Is so true that it will never come true
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O but to wish, to dream
Makes us part of eternity
Makes us all one again
Sweet little mys