Wednesday, August 5, 2009

"Troll Celebration"

We celebrate life in the brier patch
Far from prying eyes
Remotely situated
Life is beautiful
In so many ways;
Below the surface
Where it resides
Deep within the heart
Even though the surface
Pleasant to the eye
Where light dances
Upon moonbeams and in the sun
We do not question
Where its source is
Rather to enjoy its presence
As each day goes by

© 2009 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved


Deep within these solemn walls
Cloistered from a world which turns
Inside of myself are words of rhythm
In the flame that intensely burns
On fog filled nights when all is quiet
It seems to be my best
Addiction to the written words
That haunt me in my quest
Inescapable visions clutter in my mind
On my journey through this life
In search of things I may not find
Hope still resides within my heart
Behind these solemn walls
Of such things that each day brings
In cluttered silent halls
I walk with my visions
Hand in hand
Entering into unknown places
Knowing I am blessed in many ways
To last me to my ending days
Under the guidance of something
Beyond my understanding
In a world that's ever growing
In a universe which is forever expanding

© 2009 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved


The storm suspicously lingers
By the nearby shore
From the essence within
Such emotions shall pour
Every tempest has its own heart
Upon observation it reveals
Inner most thoughts although inanimate
Coming out in the way that it feels
Here at the crest where it slightly forms
Far from where the tides mark
In the form of what it shall be
The spirit of the great white shark
Not meant for all to see
Only a chosen few
Within the clutches of its cloud formed teeth
Shall it attempt its coup
Unto all that lies beneath

© 2009 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved