My little zoo

I would love to run free
Die wild
Beautifully

I would love to fly alone
Under a moon like a silver sun

A nightstone star

Or a songbird, gone far, far away

To feel the burn of cool night air

In my racing lungs and feet

To know the fury of the storms

To dance as lightning flashes fire

To sleep wrapped safe in evening winds

To wake as night lovingly descends

To once more gaze upon the stars

To let go of hope and fear

I would love to understand

My deepest self, and to see the dream

Of all the rest in our daily lives

As I watch from shadows deep

And keep the silence of my sleep

Someday we'll reach for that ever-beautiful wonderland...

 

Echo of Silence : Begin

a glow
that shines
in the eye
through the soul's window

it is the final decision
of how you truly feel
between the heart
and the mind

it speaks in many forms
its not easy to listen to
unless you try hard enough to listen
to your soul
that glows within you
in many colors
shining bright

it feels deep connections
it is what connects you
to the living

your soul fades as you die
your emotions control its brightness
your soul is a gateway to the afterlife

the soul is listening to you
its your turn to do the same

Echo of Silence : Newness

I'm ringing into uncertainty
I'm calling another place
how I long to be connected
to a different time and space
this pilgrimage makes me wander
I stick to the path and I stray
I walk East at the dawn
and West by end of day
I taste a haughty saltiness
I taste a place that's new
I'm feeling something wonderful
Spirit, I'm feeling You
now that I've sailed this way
I sure shall sail again
before I walked while I was lost
I wish I had been here then

Now that I know this place exists
I'll be back
I'll surely be back again
now that I know this grace exists
I'll be coming back
I'll be coming back here again
now that I know this taste exists
I'll be drinking up
I'll be filling up again
now that I've seen this mountain exists
I'll be climbing up
I'll be climbing up again

This river... this fountain...
this fortress... this mountain...
This sanctuary- I'll be coming back
I'll be coming back here again

Echo of Silence : How much

You asked me how much I love you.
On a scale from one to ten.

I whispered, "Infinity."

Because if I took a brush,
dipped in our love,
and painted a line made of whispered wishes,
and passionate kisses,
and tried to measure how much I love you,
it would stretch to the outer reaches of the universe.

And everyone would see that line,
twisting and curving,
in shades of happy tears and butterfly wings,
and say that someone crazy must have spent all that time painting it.
Or someone in love.

It would cross oceans on the backs of fish,
and cover cities, countries, and continents,
eventually breaching the atmosphere,
to play connect the dots with the stars.
It would ricochet off comet tails,
and weave playfully between Saturn's rings.

It would paint the universe in colors,
vivid neons,
and pale pastels,
that people could see, when they looked up into the night sky.
Like the northern lights,
our love could light up the Heavens.

It would paint the tips of wheat plants,
dyeing the field in shades of swaying beauty.

It would coat the canopies of the tallest trees,
so you could only really see its artistry from the sky.

It would wind through lost mountain roads,
so that only the locals,
and young couples, lost in each others eyes,
could appreciate the delicacy of that one hidden spot.

The business men,
with their eyes only on their work,
would pause when they stumble across that line.
See something besides their next paycheck,
or the inside of their cubicle.
And maybe it would help them see that love can sometimes be more important than their salary.

And single mothers,
whose exasperated sighs,
are coated in spilled spaghetti,
and muddy feet,
will see it.
And maybe it will restore their faith that they can find beauty in the little things.

But only you and I will know what it really means,
when billions of people look up in the sky,
and wonder where it came from.
Only you and I will know its true meaning.

And when I've painted every corner of the universe,
traveled across this planet,
to the next,
I'll paint that line to you.

I'll knock on your door,
that paintbrush still dripping at my side,
and finally throw myself into your arms.

And as the paint dries,
in a figure eight around our bodies, held as one,
my line will finally be done.
Because the only path I needed to trace,
to show you how much I love you,
was the one that stretched from me to you.

Echo of Silence : Love odessy 4

I hold onto you too tightly, just how the clouds drift against the the evening sky. i find it comforting watching them, realizing that they are moving with us too everyday, running from something.

or maybe it's just that they are lost, each second farther away from the truth, from where they began, with soon nowhere to go.

they don't seem frightened, they seem at home in the unopened arms of the sky, the fact that nothing ever stays quite the same.


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the way the hardwood floor feels against my hollow cheeks, my gaunt skin, makes me want to surrender. waver through the rays of sunlight, melt into the cracks of the ground.

it makes me want to shorten each unwilling breath until finally nothing hurts, nothing caves onto me, nothing feels anymore.

i hold onto you too tightly, i've realized. my knuckles flourish white, my bones ache against the empty space that keeps widening, without you to fill it.


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the tears to me, memories like bruises, never fading. only becoming more blue as i make another mistake, as the pain creeps through me, as i keep running from something, living for something

trying to reach it before this life ends, something that has became so many things, so many things i don't have. and never will have-

and you- you are now one of them.

Echo of silence : Love odessy 3

I guess we knew this would happen,
Somewhere deep down inside,
Things I wish I'd never told you,
All the thoughts I had to hide.

It might have been inevitable,
Something faded in your heart,
I never thought to fill the silence,
And we're drifting apart.

Another starry-eyed romantic,
Forever lost in the the lonesome night,
The moon sings of her returning,
I won't go down without a fight.

I could tell you that I miss you,
But that wouldn't be much of a surprise,
And I could tell you that I love you,
But you see through all of my lies.

Something echoes in the dawn,
Stars are fading up above,
I died in the morning silence,
Forever the victim of love.

Echo of silence : Eclipse

Turn out the light for the old day is gone

And in its wake will begin a new morn

All that is past can't be undone

Look forward to tomorrow and what will be

Always making a new way through this crowded sea

A teeming mass of human souls

Always be strong and face it, be bold

Out goes the light, but not the soul......

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