Grateful New Horizons

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When is it possible to find a little time

Solely to sit and respectfully listen?

A momentary pause in a breakneck pace

To see our reflection in dew drops glisten

 

We wake to the sound of life in high gear

After a night of fitful meandering dreams

Grinding our way through monotonous days

Continuously stifling glass shattering screams

 

Solitary warriors in a seemingly hopeless battle

Our pride fights alone until fatigue wins the day

Weary minds grasp at our fractured shards of sanity

We are overwrought as more battalions join the fray

 

Needless is the only word for such cerebral bloodshed

When a cease-fire can be close at hand within our mind

Seek out the silent warriors of tribe and spiritual nation

Guardians of such beautiful new horizons we shall find

 

A powerful armada wielding strong protective unity

Will keep us wrapped in a peaceful crystalline energy

 Never again will our negativity abscond with all the light

If we humbly accept the guidance of a newfound synergy

 

We must now find our place to sit in perfect silence

Giving thanks to our spirits, guardians, and guides

Knowing in full faith and complete gratitude

That it is they who help in turning favorable tides

 

A quiet mind’s eye can see into infinity

Only if it is truly grateful for the ability

Black, White, and Red

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What, to my surprise, appears behind my bloodshot eyes

To deceive and delude another nights peaceful interlude

 Serenity interrupted by this sandman so corrupted

As my thoughts turn a cartwheel within the surreal

 

This maze full of nothing demands my mistrusting

Doors opening into bricks as my eyes they play tricks

Tumbling upwards shouting “why?!” into an oceanic sky

As nonsense fills my head, with black, white and red

 

The crazy ass clock mocks with it’s ticks and it’s tocks

Believing that I’m scared to see my rationality unspared

I hide in plain sight so illusions find me night after night

Because what they don’t know is this ain’t my first show

 

Patiently waiting at the station for my train to damnation

Mental bags are all packed full of the bizarre and abstract

So now I lay me down to sleep, my sanity surely yours to keep

Or at least to borrow, til the morning sun delivers tomorrow

Luna’s Spell

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Borne by the moon amidst the mystery of silence

Glimmering light illuminates higher aspiration

Sages and fools alike chase the lofty ideals

Of a myth spawned under pretense of serenity

 

Inception of legend cast in flickering periphery

Cautionary tales of the power of the unseen

Unwavering promises of the peace of heaven above

As whispering breezes bring a restless  calm

 

Unsettled discord between Gods and Goddesses

The troubled wanderings of our night sky’s deity

These things not of an earthly understanding

Shall never be perceived at such a frequency

 

To catch a mere glimpse is a blessing to behold

A shivering shimmer of protective light engulfs

This thirst for knowledge shackles us in darkness

Belief is all we need to be set unquestionably free

 

 

 

 

Carnelian Skies

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I walk the countryside of a vivid surreality

Under heat and haze of another wild night

Colors of my energetic travels set me free

Tempting imagination out into peculiar light

 

Eyes open wide with a wondrous curiosity

Amongst sights and sounds of a lucid dream

Storming the world with unwavering ferocity

Adversity transforms me under radiant gleam

 

Bulletproof under rays of a turquoise sun

Empowered by the vitality of carnelian skies

Confidence with an intensity never outdone

Under watchful protection of “Mother’s” eyes

 

Tightly clad in the adamantine armor of my dreams

Striding assuredly past my waking dread as I roam

Traveling along these oddly lit paths and streams

I give thanks to my guardians for seeing me home

Energized Calm

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Peace of mind cannot be found

Within a wire so tightly wound

What is right and meant to be

Follows one specific frequency

 

The colors flow from outside to in

Endings only let new journeys begin

Sparks of life fire from inside to out

Illumination beyond shadow of doubt

 

Peaceful meadows found in the mind

Apprehensions and fears left far behind

Momentary attainment of crystal clear reason

While the perfections of earth all find a season

 

World gone mad from it’s worldly transgressions

It’s madness looms large leaving toxic impressions

A strength from deep down inside earth’s core

Brings about the healing power of possibilities galore

 

Our own inner serenity can be easily regained

No price to be paid, for it is freely obtained

A sacred space where we can be calmly subdued

Where we belong to recapture life’s quietude

 

The energy we carry must be spiritually lifted

To attune to the beauty we all have been gifted

Take a moment in time that is desperately needed

So that Gaia’s demands can be respectfully heeded

 

Work towards a oneness of both spirit and light

Harsh sun of day balanced by soft moon at night

Commune with your spirits, guides, and guardians all

Take your opportunity each day to answer their call

Higher Plane

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I vividly remember being told so often

“Keep your head out of the clouds”

I remember it like it was just yesterday

Cautionary words from the so-called wise

“Daydreaming will only cause distraction”

Good thing I wasn’t much of a listener

 

I tucked those words away for a rainy day

As I was off to find another adventure

Whether borne of my wild imagination

Or found in the bright sun of my reality

My days WERE spent wisely as I see it

Contrary to my elders conservative beliefs

 

Somewhere along the way I grew up

Saw the ugly side of truth in this world

Found appreciation for the basis of those words

Yet still I refused to give up the many wonders

Gifted me by the heavens to let my mind wander

So I decided the only thing to do is compromise

 

Now with an arsenal of the best of both worlds

I  can attack reality with ferocity from every direction

I can swim with literary mermaids in a fictional sea

While slaying the dragons of the everyday world

Priceless the value of my double edged imagination

Kept razor sharp by the need for real world existence

 

So, to my elders, I say Thank You for your warnings

That I stored away for that rainy day inevitability

When childlike imagination was no longer an option

Thank you also for not enforcing the code too strictly

Letting me hone the skills necessary to walk the fine line

Between the two worlds that mean so very much to me

 

My discovery is what I wish to pass along to any and all

That fine line can not only be walked with grace and pride

But it can be twisted and turned into any direction you wish

My lessons are both simple and simultaneously very complex

If you listen carefully and follow the heart before the mind

You too will come to see the importance of fantasy in reality

 

I have discovered absolutely and with no uncertainty

The only way to rule your Kingdom on a higher plane

Is with your feet also planted securely on the ground

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I can’t be bothered with all the things that make you leery

Listening to your rhetoric is enough to make me weary

I have pushed the limits of what is what and found but one validity

There is no weight aside from gravity to myths borne of stupidity

 

A coward seeks the things to fear that rationality finds benign

Weaker hearts will shudder at the shadows whispered sign

Another firm belief  based on narrow threads of confusion

Simple souls finding despair wrapped neatly in  illusion

 

Leave your numbered days behind and ignore the full moons calling

Let the sleek black cat find its path wherever its paws are falling

There is no luck to be gathered from a horses worn out shoe

Fortunes can’t be reversed by anything a newfound penny can do

 

Let me lead you to the truth down a path of less resistance

We are children of eternal energy that enlightens our existence

It surrounds and protects, all while quietly stoking our ambitions

Needing no recognition other than our dismissal of superstitions