Wednesday, April 21, 2010

"City of Souls"

Through the fog
A belltower rings
In this city of silence
A voice faintly sings
Beneath the fog in the lull
Energy stirs
In heaven and hell
Judgement is sustained
In the countless monuments
Built for those who impose
Mourning not for their souls
Only for the loss
Of their physical presence
Within the power they do not possess
Better to pray for their souls
Than to remember the last kiss

© 2010 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

"Cloaked Wilderness"

Regardless of where I may be
In a city of lights
Or a farm in the country
Wandering aimlessly at night
In untraveled paths
Only familiar to me
Other animals may come and go
Aware of my presence in passing
Yet they continue to graze
Traveling in their ways
Knowing there is no impending threat
In my cloak under the guise of the night
Moon shining bright
Concealed in thoughts that take me
To places where I must go
In the unspoken languages
That are often misunderstood
Where words do not mingle with actions
Actions that speak louder
Than any tongue can begin
The utter loneliness also brings solitude
Which clasps onto peaceful melodies
Into the ears of those who can hear it
Traveling softly in the fields
Seeking out those who desire
Solitude that comes with loneliness
After the stars have risen
In a most forgiving way

© 2010 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved