Woven

Deep within his waters

Arose the golden lines

Snaking the ground like vines

Picked clean by the daughters

Of a glorious sun

Their purpose lay hidden

Submerged in dusts of time

Their ways calm and benign

A path not forbidden

A path already done

Unseen unless chosen

Escaping awareness

Filtered by the darkness

Only eyes wide open

Discern the mystery

Never a pause nor break

A continuity

Unfathomable tree

Branches to not forsake

Connected, you to me

A chord

A rope

A tether

A bind to our heartstrings

Woven, you and I

 

Man and Space: Part III; the Conclusion

Man and Space: Part III; the Conclusion

After long travels week after week
The space man could not find what he seeked
And that was Earth, his marvelous home
Far into space he was alone
No one to talk to
Nothing he could do
To search for his mother planet, Earth
All his research would be of no worth

His heart became lost in loneliness
His thinking became a scrambled mess
The fame he sought would never take place
All those hopes had left his dreary face
He screamed at nothing
He fought with nothing
All of his supplies were scarcely thin
All of his food could fit in a tin

“Why did this happen to me?” he thought
“This is not the outcome I have sought
All of my research will now go to waste
Any glory I will never taste
I have failed my life
And filled it with strife
I’ll die alone in this galaxy
Oh, had I not lived in vanity”

One day his house came close to a sun
He knew his fight could never be won
It was impossible to find home
He would die a poor man all alone
From glory to dull
He ended it all
He leaped out towards that brilliant star
He burned alive as he fell afar…

Man and Space: Part II

Man and Space: Part II

After a week had slowly gone by
His home began climbing to the sky
He was suddenly startled and scared
Jump out the window? he did not dare
The earth shrunk in size
None could hear his cries
He then realized the wish he’d made
His worries began to sharply fade

“How awesome!” he thought, “my wish came true!
I can discover many things new
I will become the most famous man
In all the towns and all the land
From one countryside
To the other side”
But with a wish comes many troubles
It is not all mere blowing bubbles

The scientist soared to new places
Of many things new, he kept traces
Also keeping records in a book
Of strange things, where the simple wouldn’t look
Some stones from a moon
And gases from Neptune
His adventure lasted a long while
Soon, he faced his most awful trial…

Man and Space: Part I

Man and Space: Part I

Once upon a time there was a man
Of great wealth and esteem in the land
He analyzed every moving thing
Things short-lived and creatures long lasting
From the tallest tree
To the smallest flea
He was honored and praised many a time
For his great works he viewed as just fine

One day he looked to the stars above
And thought “earthly works are not enough
I want to analyze the great sky
But I need to be able to fly
Into unknown space
Passing the sun’s face”
He thought but nothing came to mind
Of how to escape the realm of time

While gazing at a beautiful star
To the right, one quickly fell afar
He promptly made on whimsical wish
That he could swim through space like a fish
Float close to the sun
He would have much fun
He could study the whole universe
Very close up, he would be the first

In Mists, Part II

In Mists, Part II

Alas! I see a glow
From within the forests
A being starts to sow
The seeds to conquer mists
Maybe now, maybe now

For the mist dwells among
All the dead and the old
The living and the young
To eat away their souls
All is cursed, all is worst

But those seeds have been sown
A new dawn will awake
Even darkness has known
There will be less to take
And destroy, and destroy

Those seeds of light will spread
The darkness will tremble
Its heart will fill with dread
Now, its ways will stumble
In retreat, in defeat

My own purpose will be
All renewed once again
Sharing my fruits freely
To all and without end
There is hope, there is hope

In Mists, Part 1

In Mists, Part 1

All the lands are covered
In darkness and in mists
The fog, around, hovered
Like birds over their nests
All is lost, all is cost

Nor mountain, nor valley
Neither hill nor the shore
Reveal a light to see
Only dark tales and lore
All is cost, all is lost

For the grounds, they lie still
And trees remain asleep
Waiting that day until
The one will save and keep
Only the sheep, only the sheep

‘Till then, darkness will reign
So much blood will be shed
All of the dead will feign
To be alive and wed
To the mists, by their fists

The fog clouds the vision
The clouds fog the sight
Of those on a mission
To nowhere; their own plight
This I show, this I know

For I once was a tree
Guarding a secret way
To feel love and be free
To run about and play
All was true, all was new

Given a tremendous
And honorable task
Bearing a pure, wondrous
Fruit, to undo life’s mask
Immortal, forever

The plan was simplistic
The directions quite clear
What appeared fantastic
Had collapsed due to fear
And desire, through the fire

Lust for greater power
Longing for something more
What had been a flower
Grew evil at its core
Death now comes, death now won

All is darkness and mists
There is no light of day
Severing hands at wrists
They scrape their pains away
Where is hope? Where is hope?

You Are a Candle

You Are a Candle

Oh love
You are a candle to my way
To keep me from going astray
Guiding me by night and by day

Oh love
You are a whisper in my ear
To say, “Be still and truly hear”
Calming the waves and all my fear

Oh love
You are the sunlight in my sky
That brightens the earth passing by
Causing my heart to leap and fly

Oh love
You are an island in my sea
A refuge you will always be
Harboring my ship in safety

Oh love
You are all to me