Soul Searching

The soul kept searching through the smoke and clouds,
"I know I shall find what I seek.
I'll just give sometime to let all this settle
and when the smoke clears I will see it.
I know it is near."

After a few days, the air still thick with smoke,
the soul pulled up a chair and continued to rest.
"It's still too hard to see, so I will not venture in there.
Have no fear," It said to itself, "time is our friend
There is no need for despair."

By the end of the week there remained a faint haze in the air,
Not quite so smoggy, but the soul didn't care.
I am actually quite ok where I am.
I've waited and now I'm afraid I can't recall what I was seeking to find,
But that is ok, nevermind. I'll just pack and be one my way.

I visited the space of the soul today.
I wasn't sure if I had somehow lost my way-
I couldn't see sign of destruction or fire.
Infact there was nothing to indicate there was ever anything wrong
All I could find was a mirror on the wall, right where it belonged.

Dreams

Whisked off to a far away land
Pools of water on which I stand
Zebra balance on the branches of trees
Discussing life with the queen of the honey bees
"Where shall we go?" asked the large purple flower
"Closer to May to avoid April's showers!"
The moon dipped low to sip on the sea
And spit it back out mighty quickly
What did he expect from a sea that is dead?
Next time try the Caspian instead!
Lambs taught school while the fish lay in the pasture
We took the course already! last year!
Rain touched my skin and brought me home.
Awake- no more time for time for my mind to roam.

For Sharon

You'd never know the strength I see in you
Knowing what life has already put you through
A smile remains on your face
Despite a wounded heart with an empty space
I'm inspired to do the best in all I do
Because of the strength I see in you.

Blown by the Wind

Where the wind blows my heart will follow,
It's next destination is presently unknown.
All I am sure of is that nothing is for certain
I only hope the next love is a kind loving person.

I have a lot to give, but will it be received
When looks are all that matter, despite that they deceive?
Value should be measured by the expanse of one's heart
Not by how much money I am willing to part

He who sees me for what I want to give
is who I want to be with till the end
Is it too much to ask?
May I give some direction to the wind?

still beautiful to me

another night out, nothing special at all
I was with a few friends just looking for fun
we randomly selected the local bar
that's where I first saw you, standing afar

nothing special, but nothing plain
you were one of the few that lingered late that night
when it was time for me to leave the place
I couldn't recall your name, but I remembered your face

a friendship grew, and gradually in my eyes, so did you
where my first impressions left me indifferently
my heart began to see you beautifully
and from that day forth I could see
just how beautiful you were to me

I stood next to you proud, in my eyes-
the most handsome one in the crowd
so forward I went using less caution
loving the one with all i could offer

time was kind, you grew in my eyes
all I wanted was to remain your first prize
when did you quit seeing the beauty in me?
funny, you still remained beautiful to me

Blinded now by glitter, youth and flash
superficial people that aren't built to last
when all I asked was to be a priority
it seemed any new face gained instant seniority

I can only watch as you slowly move on
seeing you seek out others, my attention gone
how cruel is the fate that cuts deeply
when i still see the beauty you once were to me

Haunted by the person you used to be
still beautiful to me

Elements at Work

What seems to get lost in all of this mess
Is the love that's buried down deep in my chest.

Dirt just keeps piling on-
Diverting our focus from the true issues of what has gone wrong.
I work so hard to sweep the slate clean,
But a "question-filled" man is how often I am seen.

The fires that you see on the outside
Are not reflective of the turmoil on the inside.
Inside I melt and turn to water.
My tears may be your best indication
That despite my demeanor what I want is our salvation.

I gasp and struggle to take another breath
For fear what I expel may be the last air of "us" that is left.

So I fight the elements that surround my heart
Protecting a love before it totally falls apart.
Knowing underneath there is much to recover
Hoping the elements won't negate what we still can discover.