Friday, April 23, 2010

"Barren Lands"

On this vast plane of measureless intensity
Where all flesh has sought out to be dust
Blown away like traveling tumbleweeds
The intellect remains intact somewhat
Contemplation begins to set in
Deep reflections within reach
In the great expanse of time
All earthly desire becomes extinct
On other plateaus there remains
A desire of connectivity
With the upper energies
That flow like rivers
Over the hills of far away

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"Silent Noise"

Parallel platforms of rust
On vertical walls that clutch
Stench from laundry permeates
Looking down on the street below
Sirens crush the air
Destruction of peace
Only the deaf can survive
Untouched by surroundings
As the radio plays
Vain attempts to squelch
Sounds in the city
There are no violent screams
It is much more subtle than that
Sirens blare
Whatever their cause
No moment is captured
Where something is not alive
Woe unto such places
Where only the deaf can survive

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Gentle rushing sweet breath
Soft wind beneath my wings
Transformation has brought this
The cocoon withers upon the branch
Shimmering as though
It were saying farewell
Soon it will crumble into dust
As the new journey begins
Fragrances of spring's aroma
Flowers that sway in tandem
Dalliance flourishes beneath skies
Touching my newborn wings
Distantly the whippoorwill sings
Flaunting its plumage openly
Living in dark forests of the countryside
By its ways many will abide
My wings flutter momentarily
In this my season under the sun
Until one day when I return
My season will be done

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