Sunday, June 30, 2013

The one in green

Doe eyed
             bright glint
staring deeply
      blankly into the sky

Smiling
    laughing softly
Laughing softly in my ears
Smiling
        and everyone smiles
Laughing
       and everyone listens

Flowing straight
  ebon hair
  waving
Beckoning
     calling, warning

Stirring

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

This world I know nothing of

This world I know nothing of
I just got here today
a student of the mummers
that roam this world

The wanderers who seek
the wonders it offers
the singers who dance
to the dancers' song

They seep through you
as they swim the oceans
never-knowing, unknowable
unseekable, undetectable

I know nothing of this love
that fills my very essence
I only feel but not understand
I only truly experience

This world I know nothing of
I am leaving on the morrow
a student of life and love
that resides in your hearts


And I meet those people who
search the world for themselves
and the ones that
search for the world within themselves