~dull ache~
To simply lament that you’re gone
sounds silly and contrite;
There’s much more lost now
than a smile sent over energy
or words written onto winds of time…
Deep within there exists now a knowing
that whatever might have been
is but an impossible dream
that is not written in the stars…
So the lack now fills permanent space
within my heart; filled not with light
but with a dull ache
When there is nothing left to lose
Nothing seems all that scary anymore
The rocks that blocked the way forward
Don’t seem so insurmountable
The wind that feared could break the door
Sounds less menacing and venerable
And in my heart, the key that left with you,
No longer unlocks my darkness
When there’s nothing left to lose
Nothing seems to hold sway
All is lost…. and in that losing….
I find that which is more profound
~king of the mountain~
I remembered your face
when I closed my eyes and entered
that sacred space in between
the folds of time
The smell of yellow flowers,
growing beside a running stream
Take colors, always flashing,
Memories or dreams?
Your hair landed softly upon me
As you leaned over to brush my face
Your smell, my brute obsession,
With force you bind my fate
king of the mountain!
What a spirit trapped inside!
Would that I give my present
To within that moment reside.
Slow, deliberate dream sea; washes over
Life’s impurity. Emotion’s fury!
Take hold and sink slow! This line in between
The truth we see and the truth we know;
Well beneath the mind, the emotions flow.
Great tempest of honesty, whose waters–
Ushering the journey to the inside,
Are open wide; in this dream sea we stow.
A lit’ral bride to things already known,
But from which we hide from our own true mind.
What we see, a separate truth in dream;
Stronger still, our own desire to know
The truth that lies beneath our own disguise.
So in the dark of night, our self takes flight,
Sinking slow in dream waters we all go.
Emotions captive! Lay back and low,
Float among those things we’re afraid to know.
Dream’s tale is long and deliberately slow,
So slowly go; And dream’s sweet truth’ll be shown.
Sea of dreams- through your dream sea we grow.
the SIBYL'S SONG 