anglia24
Be Here Now <©>
What goes on when our backs are turned, I wonder
we purview in our sleep the distances of the subconscience
the curiosity of dreams knows no bounds
as we ourselves await what living truly expounds
we don't always know the reasons why
when we forget all that has yet to be said
the martyrdom of unspoken silent fears
becomes the concern of far more than at first appears
have you ever wondered why, upon waking
a crystal clear image from childhood
should suddenly reappear for the first time
since it's first motion was carried from that day in it's prime?
it's a curious thing indeed that dreams the day away
and instils a restlessness throughout the night
it maybe April as much as May would have it
within the radius of season a talismanic split
of who we are and what we've ever done,
and the preponderance of wishing that time away
oh the peccability in us all is living proof
of both ends of this radiating goof
but overcome we do, and must
....is there more than just a breath
to breathe life into us?
in the search for all we're supposed to possess
somewhere inside is uplifting indeed
whithersoever that place may be
it takes but a second to expedite-
one hope through this life so recondite
deeper and deeper in excogitation
is the endless supply of so many questions
but our answers lie in the depth of simplicity
that place of Nature's intuitive authenticity
call it paradise, call it Heaven, call it life
answer it with all three and you're there!
heuristically speaking, we listen to Her
at last, we humans hereby manage to concur
when faced with the silence of Nature's immensity
humbled by the brilliance of that unspoken moment
the emptiness of the city finds friends in this solitude
of kindred spirits a plenty, and the negativity we abstrude
we've all been there as we stand here, together
honesty in yourself and all you've ever felt
touches the fingertips of the palm that holds your wealth-
of heart, mind, body and soul; here's to your good health!
by anglia24
10h00: 13/04/2008
©2008anglia24
Be Here Now <©>
What goes on when our backs are turned, I wonder
we purview in our sleep the distances of the subconscience
the curiosity of dreams knows no bounds
as we ourselves await what living truly expounds
we don't always know the reasons why
when we forget all that has yet to be said
the martyrdom of unspoken silent fears
becomes the concern of far more than at first appears
have you ever wondered why, upon waking
a crystal clear image from childhood
should suddenly reappear for the first time
since it's first motion was carried from that day in it's prime?
it's a curious thing indeed that dreams the day away
and instils a restlessness throughout the night
it maybe April as much as May would have it
within the radius of season a talismanic split
of who we are and what we've ever done,
and the preponderance of wishing that time away
oh the peccability in us all is living proof
of both ends of this radiating goof
but overcome we do, and must
....is there more than just a breath
to breathe life into us?
in the search for all we're supposed to possess
somewhere inside is uplifting indeed
whithersoever that place may be
it takes but a second to expedite-
one hope through this life so recondite
deeper and deeper in excogitation
is the endless supply of so many questions
but our answers lie in the depth of simplicity
that place of Nature's intuitive authenticity
call it paradise, call it Heaven, call it life
answer it with all three and you're there!
heuristically speaking, we listen to Her
at last, we humans hereby manage to concur
when faced with the silence of Nature's immensity
humbled by the brilliance of that unspoken moment
the emptiness of the city finds friends in this solitude
of kindred spirits a plenty, and the negativity we abstrude
we've all been there as we stand here, together
honesty in yourself and all you've ever felt
touches the fingertips of the palm that holds your wealth-
of heart, mind, body and soul; here's to your good health!
by anglia24
10h00: 13/04/2008
©2008anglia24