Expression

There's so much
that is unsaid,
in this world.

If all the thoughts
in our minds
were to find expression,
they would form
a dance
of wild harmony,
of grace,
and energy,
and rhythm .

They would wipe out
the painful silence
inflated with the foul breath
of monsters.

If I could only tell you
what I feel,
if you could only hear
what I will not say,
there would be cool rippling springs
flowing
freely,
and weeds won't rot
in the stagnant pond
of our own restraint,
and decay.

A Lamp Was Lit

Somewhere
in the dark bowels of the earth,
in a cave
primitive,
secret,
a lamp was lit.

Its light
like curious hands
touched,
felt,
poked,
unwrapped
centuries of sleep
from the hidden crevices,
the bare walls,
the slippery fungus,
the ashes,
the layers of dust.

and rekindled
the fire
that had burnt out,
leaving behind
latent potency...
wrapped
in ignorance.

In Expectation

Can you feel it

Coming?

Shut out your thoughts,

Gather your faith,

Listen;

Can you hear it,

Now?

Breathe in

Freedom,

Breathe out

Love.

Hold out your hand

Feel the touch

Of the incredible;

There is no hide and seek,

No conspiracy.

This time

Its yours

For keeps.

Just believe...

Look up

Focus

On the scraps of sky,

Amidst the concrete.

Weave it together

With your will,

Wrap it around your soul,

And mine.

Its happening

Can you feel it

Now?

Nature has paused,

To rest

In the folds

Of your mind.

Life is waiting...

Look

Can you see

The New Sun

Rising

To herald

The Miracle?

Can you feel it

Breathing?

The Last Dance (dedicated to Cayman)

I skip

through the day,

watching

light and magic play,

doing all that I would have done

anyway......

Paying the bills,

buying the bread,

reading stuff

a song on my head.

Smiling bravely

when reason fails;

the toast burns,

my baby wails.

I wait for evening

to cross the street,

where the jukebox plays..

got a friend to meet.

Through night and day,

and come what may;

that’s the place

to be...

Someone special

waiting there

And well...

he’s promised the last dance

To me.

Perception

Maybe

It was the

Shadows

Of the tired night

That played games

With

My eyes

Or maybe

I was searching

An image

To embody

The restless volcano

In my mind.

For he stood there

Outside

My window

Under a street light

Prowling

And as i stared

Terrified

Through

Half open blinds

In a semi-dark room

I saw him

The Predator.

I sat motionless

On the floor

Concentrating

On the silhouette

Outside

Seeking

A tangible expression

To my fear

While he looked

Intensely

Sinister.

He could have been

A murderer

Lurking

In the dying breath

Of a wounded night.

I stared in horror

Throwing

All my hatred

And my hurt

Till

The image outside

Breathed

Evil

And i withdrew

In repugnance

Blanking

My mind

Of all the thoughts

Imprisoning me.

The first inevitable sounds

Of dawn

Woke me

From my reverie

The milkman whistled

As he cycled by

And

The pure nascent rays

Of a new day

Stroked

The fresh guileless face

Of an youth

Smiling

To himself

As he read the morning paper

Outside

My window.

Insight

I look behind to trace the way,

That I have traversed to this day.

I feel the love, I feel the pain,

Sunshine flirting with the rain.

In the crowd I walk alone,

Some faces known, some unknown.

I seek the hearts where I belong,

Shrug the others and walk along.

I hear a silent, deafening scream,

The careless murder of a dream.

I chase some thoughts gone astray,

Then sing a note and walk away.

A faded value, a mellowed pride,

Somewhere down, I toss aside.

A faith preserved to fulfil...

An intense prayer, a virgin will.

The gentle curve, the sudden twist,

Bring me to an endless mist.

I gaze ahead, and what I see

Is a changing vision called destiny.

I see a light in the mess,

And feel an invisible caress.

I shake my head and look around,

Someone lost or yet to be found?

Then all at once by divine chance

The waves beckon to join their dance.

The gentle swell, the high, the low,

The rhythm cajoles, and then I know ...

Time or space there has been never,

Between this moment and forever.

I hear the heartbeat of the earth,

The raison d’être of my birth.

I celebrate with the stars above,

Life and death and joy and love.

Strangers of the Night

Like voyagers we sail

On parallel ships...

With fear,

With courage,

Through intense heartbreak,

And esoteric bliss;

Across

The same ocean,

Unfathomable,

Mystic,

You and I

Strangers tonight,

Soul mates since time

Unknown.

Bonded

By a thousand defeats,

Surviving failures

For

That single triumph;

We died

We lived

We fell

Then rose

Like a phoenix

Through centuries

Of deception,

And trust.

The stars are smiling

In amusement,

The wind whistles

An ancient tune,

Passing lights

In the distant horizon...

Share our silent song

In tribute

To life

Untouched

By death.

Strangers of the night

You and I,

With lessons of blood

Behind us;

And yet by a will

Acute,

Unknown,

We glide in harmony

Like lovers...........

.................yet to meet.