I painted pictures with words and ephemeral sentences in a clandestine utterance of a bird in hand
dying and its spirit leaving into a wall of departure.
Sitting at the table of the universe a dark floating idea occurs through the window of grandeur tied
with a bow of cold November rain, with the dark floating idea which evaporates in a fictional
And the meditational incense whisked away with the gentle breeze of a decaying of passing time,
rescinded into the future with memories erased from another element.
The capturing of poison permeates the promise the relic of spilt blood in a one word whisper with the
promise of putting too much importance on self.
Alternative venues of belief clashes with the swords of words of others in the arena of nothingness.
Every day I rise, I keep the twinkles from the night with the knowledge at my fingertips, inhaling the
stillness of peace.
With petrified thoughts, the yearning and desire to leave Gaia with eternity on board and loyalty to
the flesh inhibits our leaving – so we think in narcissistic thinking.
A feverish pitch begins, fallen from life who once stood tall on their laurels, and now must accept that
this life ends with a new one that begins.
Your name is being called in the hollow of the unknown and the universe raises its eyebrow and with its
eyelash begins to paint the secrets of memories behind the gossamer veil.
I begin to disconnect moments of life, to write on new tablets of a fallen leaf in the ether, us being
the engineers of our own existence.
A shimmering figure appears with remaining tears of sadness willing to let go into another dimension of
Spoken words from the other side burn through the veil with floating little lights twinkling their
presence of disbelief.
The body is just a garment which shackles us down to earth, leaving us only in vapors of death, the
release to another life being the sails of freedom.
I crossed over and was forced to drink from the vessel of forgetfulness looking all the while at the
Stained glass we call humanity.
It’s like a blur of memory fading into an abyss to allow messages spoken from the afterlife to filter into