Chapter 8

Light

Ecstasy’s Gate

Brilliant morning, new and fresh
Blessings flow to they that wait
Patiently walking through calm and storm
Take this path; don’t hesitate

Infinite grace is here for you
I’ve set the table; please don’t be late
Let nothing stop your destined trek
Release your worries; let fear abate

Raise your sights and dry your eyes
The time is come to claim your fate
Come sit with me and sing a song
I’m waiting for you at ecstasy’s gate

Implausible

To reach into the dark realms
And pull out the eternal wisdom
To step into the memories
Of the ancient builders of time

To read the hearts of passersby
And touch them with a kiss
To feel the colors and light
Harnessing and focusing bliss

To fly amongst the soaring hawks
And see all they can see
To sing the song of morning blooms
Tasting scents of perfect glee

These things, implausible, impossible, yes
And yet, it’s what I do
Harnessing the mystical dreams
Remembered by the ancient few

Tomorrow and Today

Eyelids heavy
Time for sleep
Tomorrow will bring new poems

…

Newly awake
Time for life
Today will bring new poems

Bright

Pains
Aching
In my back
Spreading downward
To swollen ankles
To my more swollen feet
Pervading body and mind
Smothering the hope of my heart
Stealing the peace on my quiet soul
Until I look outside the bright window
And watch as the grand pine tree dances
With the constantly blowing wind
And the rays of the bright sun
On this bright day of hope
Flowing around me
Changing my thoughts
From my pain
Healing
Peace

Colors' Pique

fiery ribbons
fall from the sky
attracted by
the miniscule cracks

fire, light, glass
passion, knowing, grace
deeper, further, higher
bathe me in your hues

i am the voyeur
piquing
rising above
the highest peaks
peeking
stealing a glace
at your (im)perfection

rise with me
let all the passions flow
joyful, present, organic
white light, bending through the cracks
colors dancing in your aura's wonder
rise with me
let all our passions flow
alive, forever, orgasmic, true
rising
peeking
stealing a glance

the voyeur is fueled by the exhibition
the dancer finds joy in the light
we meld into eternity
drifting, loving, wondrous sight

New Chapter’s Song

A bit unbelievable
The last chapter’s end
Surprised by the suddenness
And the lack of my surprise

Solace in a cloudy day
The drama, an unwelcome guest
Believing in the power of choice
Choosing hope’s pervasiveness

Surviving each bump of life
Coasting forever along
And writing a new verse
In this world’s forever song