for now
the horizon
stretches out his vast wings
flying to known destinations
beyond
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for now
the horizon
stretches out his vast wings
flying to known destinations
beyond
beyond
a world mired
in pulling tone, he sails
a raft made of sea-skimmed starlight;
beyond.
riesa...beautiful haiku...
beyond
is not too far
unknown is not to fear
peer just past the clouded curtain
and see
and see?
He whispered, brushed
his lips against my ear,
words unnoticed, swept away by
desire
thank you, littlewing. yours is lovely too...the "clouded curtain". There's hope in yours.
desire;
proof of nothing.
cloud-held somersaults and
moon dances are as likely
as love.
as love
becomes like and
like becomes like very
much we move from love to like back
to love
To love:
Stranger as yet,
I'm yet to touch your bliss
Or be touched by it. But you stay
In me.
In me
an ocean stirs,
swells against the teasing
moon-touch. Forces unknown take me
to you.
to you
i'm to confess,
my cravings now subdued,
thirst for sins met, i'm now free to
submit.
submit,
release your will,
and cast your soul onto
the stirring breeze. Permit yourself
to trust
To trust
a god who is
almighty, ever powerful,
and still wont save the world from doom?
Faith stands.
Hey Bii :p arent u supposed to be working?!
Officially I'm multi-tasking!
Faith stands
where logic falls;
crowning hero, leader
of hearts and minds, ready to save
our souls...
cool!
our souls
cry out for peace
and the world offers none
no angels, no guardian stars guide
or save.
or save,
if you don't mind,
a small smackerel of
that pumpkin pie, whipped cream on top,
for me.
for me
a perfect sky
ends a perfect day. Washed
watercolour blues sweep over
my day