Sunshine provides the light to grow
Many things in life we may never know
Emotions flow freely inside my head
Left becomes right as I rise from my bed
Lush are the colors my eyes do see
The sky is the limit of what could be
Eventually I see all I once missed
Flowers are natures’ lips to be kissed
Lovely to view they inspire smiles
Opening to the light all types and styles
Wilting when the sun gets a little too hot
Evolving in to something that once was not
Reserved the beauty is viewed by all
Standing in the sun and growing tall
Life is lived by innovation
We can't be original but we can be different
So let's light up the night with golden opportunities
Let the light that is our future, cast the shadow of our pass
As we stand in today
But today is far off from the day before
Now innovate our way of thinking and way of moving
Til we cannot see ourselves as God's creation
No need for miracles.. We have power
No need for enlightenment.. We have therapy
No need for love.. We have money
Were lost....
In fact so much to the point that we accept the presents
In the present
So long they present us with something new
And since original is extinct
Life is lived by innovation
Many things appear lost and hidden
but a certain light gives them life.
Twilight gives everything an opaque
glow making it appear solid like stone.
Many sounds, both imaginary and genuine,
ricochet around the darkness creating
fear and a sense of being gone astray.
Forests are found on either side,
both black and dead; all the
trees deformed into eerie formations,
each one seems to strangle another.
The owl holes seem to possess jagged teeth,
like a wild animal beholds.
Suddenly, the only light is provided by
a whole and bright moon; a wolf howls
in the distance.
Twilight has gone, everything appears
dead, even the moon is surrounded by
a few spine-chilling clouds.
Everything has gone silent; something
appears to move; leaves rustle raising
one’s hair.
Without warning, everything has gone black,
like a great darkness has engulfed one’s soul.
Sadly this is not so for one has become part
of the surrounding land, both dead and living.
Bright light, small city.
People here are filled with pity.
People here have false hopes.
People here are hooked on dope.
People here are believing in false teaching.
People here are worshipping any and everything.
The pagans are huger than the one's in Vegas.
Whatever is said and done here doesn't stay.
The bright light wants to shine, but not many,
In this small city is wanting to walk or walking
In the bright light divine.
1-7-11
Alone i sit on top of a hill
thinkin of my unlife has been
of the pain and sorrow ive seen
in the eyes of my victims
before they lay still
though a hunter in darkness i must be
the feelings of guilt always come back
when i sink my teeth into another mans neck
my conciense is the only light left in me
all i want is to leave the shadows
behind and truly this time i will
for i no longer desire to kill
thoughts of light are now on my mind
im waiting for the sunrise today
on the lonely hill where i sit
maybe catch a glimpse of it before
the wind blows my ashes away
Before I was
I was
Before I became
Became I
Before I journeyed
I journeyed
Before I had root
I had root
Before the Light manifested
Light was
Before light became light
I became?
While I journey through life
Life taught
While growing I became
Who am I
While I found the reason why
Why I
When I knew all lessons well
Why?
When last breath leaves the I
Ah life!
Unpaved road in deep woods
Those trees like soldiers stood
Draped in color as a golden gown
The fall leaves worn as her crown
Looking ahead the rooad narrows
Glancing back a great horizon
Hard to be traveling here
The darkness engulfs total surround
Only enough light for one step
One step ahead is all can be seen
On Him now totally have to lean
As slowly travel ahead
A bright light turns my head
On both sides and behind
Noises of animals in wood
Stomach rumbles for dinner time
Inching closer the light overpowers
From within a Being comes closer
"Come in my child and a dine for you made it ..It's dinner time"..
To the world one can be seen to be as small as an ant but it is a mountain spirit which one
will see through words of truth and right, good over evil, one will see the light and brightness
in one soul, not matched even by 4 of the earth’s sun. A light so bright it allows every other
candle flame to become a forest fire to shine bright. A light so bright it will awaken the mind
to the fight for Truth and Right, Good over evil, Love over war, Spirit over material things, a
light with the power to unite, a light of understanding and righteousness.
Tallan J Bent 29.07.2010 (c) 02:38Hrs
True life
Designed by love
Descended from heaven
Bright light that shines deep in the soul
Splendor.
Just like
The rarest pearl
Found after ample search
At the bottom of the ocean
Splendor.
It waits
For the great day
Of liberation when
You finally connect with its
Splendor.
Elate
Will your heart be
When that rare pearl is found
No longer locked, but free to glean
Splendor.
That day
You will know hope
For you will know, all souls
Shine with that bright light deep inside
Splendor.
By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 07.20.10
bring withered purple roses to my grave
when I’ll be gone...
and light a candle too...
I’ll know the light is there because of you...
don't cry, my friend, we die just once...
be brave...
and when my grave in roses scent will lave,
I’ll know you'll weep upon it...
and it's true,
I’ll miss this world, and more, I will miss you...
but then, my friend, we die just once...
be brave...
I’ll still be watching, as a windy wave,
upon your soul, from heavens, hoping you
will find somehow a way to say "adieu",
because, my friend, we die just once...
be brave...
so when you'll come to see my earthly grave,
remember me how I remember you...
just with a loving smile, as I’ll have, too,
up-ther', wher'I’ll be gone, my friend so brave...
Whither wilt thou wander wayfaring wanderer
For Aladdin’s lamp shall well without__ be camped
Thus from whence__ will thine offence__ be quenched
Not from city’s light will approval be stamped
Wander thus___ ponder___ wayfaring wanderer
For thou shall thus camp by life’s watered roots
Until thine offence shall thus be quenched
Thus thou shall eat leaves and pluck fruits
Healing balm shall thus be in thine own palm
As the healing balm cure shall thus be pure
All fear shall of waters of life be banished
Sacred light of holy city be near
A great gnashing teeth of the mind’s belief
The roaring of the lion darkness of time
For Lamb is the light as darkness take flight
Peace as a fleece the lamb lies with the lion
I heard God on the phone last night
Whispering through your voice
And I was broken all right
By all my little choice
And even in sleep
Forever I weep
This late news
That bruise
My old
Cold
Day
That play
Me lapping
At life's gaping
Edge of day. I am
Trodden by the Lamb
And all I was you now are
Each of you the dust of my star
Each of you the spent force bright
Of the dream I was, and your delight.
O my, son, light your candle
At a single end, it will dwindle
As all vanity shall end
But you see before you bright
No need to light the past again
You only have one chance to get it right.
I have mused on the oracle
And seen my own shabby spectacle.
like the hands of a clock,
I watch the light
change angle,
as it moves trajectory
crossing the face of the room,
literally
it’s as if the sun
is keeping time
for me,
saving me the energy
of actually looking
and when the light
goes,
with a turn
I became the silence
after the storm
watching flies
circling to their doom,
flypaper is buzzing
with a will to live
Until,
cool fingers of twilight
moved across my legs
up my torso
and to caress my face,
in each kissed breath
I am invigorated to life
I stand tall …
darkness my friend
brought life again
for in the shade there is always
hiding,
a light of hope
I watch in the silence of Grey
inhaling threads of ether
a bright light of hope
almost strong enough
to burn away the shadows
of the last year
but they still cling to the sides
of my soul
a constant reminder of my mistakes
a nagging tug at my heart
trying to pull me back into my past impulses
I walk into the light
the light this new year brings
and try to believe
in the future, in myself
i try to believe, with all of my heart and soul
that i wont let the shadows of my past hurt me
keep me
from making my future bright
Dreaming of the day when I reach my heaven,
I've just taken the first big step forward.
I've decided not to look away from a reality like a heat haze.
Even if I can't find any light anywhere.
Do I have a promising future?
Only fighting is what pushes me forward.
I know that's a weird way to live, although that's all I can do.
I'm always struggling.
Dreaming of the day when I reach my heaven,
I've just taken the first big step forward.
I've decided not to look away from a reality like a heat haze.
Even if I can't find any light anywhere.
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