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Thursday 30 September 2010

So High:



Oh how high one can be
when you out stretch your arms
and allow yourself to be
simply lifted on high
after all the aches and pains
tears and misery
you can still soar as if
you where the Eagle on a wing
inside the heart soars
and the mind flies
beyond the day
of all that was has been
awashed in a new unbound
moment of utter freedom
your soul unconnected 
to the ethereal voices
but everything within
as the echoes of eternity
play on within you so
this is the moment of rejoice
maybe even capture
of a mind set so strong
nothing can or will break its bound
like a invisible tie
that wont break
let alone shed
you are but a particle
within the circle 
of this here life
around you so
spread your arms 
raise them so
and know
today has just begun
for you are
the sun
the moon
and the stars
and all that is between
for now and forever more

restless voices
tormented dreams
breaking fibres
are
human bound

beyond is the freedom
of a soul cleansed
free to breathe
beyond the needs
wants
of a life
less then ordinary

~X~

Tuesday 21 September 2010

H.M.S Alone:


Its been a while since I've been here
mostly been clearing the decks
washing down the sides
dusting the eves
and polishing the rails
I think I am ready to sail again
to cast of from shore
and drift away finally
once an for all


And so I ask this
have you ever wanted something
so bad so much
that saying goodbye
tears the heart in two
letting go for that instant
is like your dying inside
over and over
again
oh I know she will be back
there 
with me once again
but 
she's not there
in that very instance
when I want to beg
plead on knees
asking for her to not leave
no matter how long or short
the time will be
my tears well inside
close to breaking down
and weeping
the bed seems mighty cold
and so very vast
as if a ocean 
I cannot sail surely
alone in
I need my star to guide me home
to weather my storms
to brace my main
to reach out unto me
pull me close into her world
of utter divinity
so that I can rise strong again
her words still ring in my ears
when my head hits the pillow
and yet reaching out
she is not there
just the cold emptiness
oh God why
if only
there could be but a way
to show her so
that I do need her so very much
and that without her so
I am but another lost vessel
to the vast expanse
ocean that is my mind
each and every nite
when we say goodbye

~X~