The Shore
Want for nothing or Want
For more The Tree said kindly to leave The Shore said so this Eve Of Ever After Would we see us again If we reached it Would these Waters Breath us These Salt sprinkled Pebble Stones Lead us Would we stand here and Understand Would we grace The sand with our Hand and feel Us Stand united One more Just one more Breath Of All Before we, kindly, leave One more, Before we fall into Nothing of More My Love of Ever After Mi Rakel Stockholm 20171012 |
The Net
Dullness spreads
and easiness We take we leave we rest Greying numbness in caress And steps and stops and tests For this is nothing new For this is all eternal For all that we can do Is strive in the infernal There a light There a shimmer of divine A crack, a fine path breaking A net building up, shining Cross the face of darkness We see All. |
Tread lightly on my Feathers
Friend For Light I have But Feathers fall so easy Wear my Voice so Gently Dear For Gentle I am But Voices are frail and unceasing And please, beat with Calm my Heart, My Love, For Calm We can But a Heart upset could down us completely. Arrive at me, you will, always There is no before and no after But we play with care With instruments lent us For what grace, I pray, is there that wear the lender bare. Tread lightly on my Feathers, Friend, as my Voice rize frail to greet you and our Hearts Arrive At Calm. |
In blank we stand
All naked This void we have What is One step of nothingness One hail And all is won And all is lost And we can start Again It's empty, see?, And free You can move in here At ease And can you Hear The Silence? Only You And me This is the path We got This is the path We part Take hold and paint Your world in here Make all your wishes Dance Step with care and love, My dear This empty space is All For now All you'll know, for long. And once we fall, No recall No lifevests on, No rope to haul The room we have Is all. In front of us now, She lies, In all her void glory. A story's spring, A saga's birth, The cradle of all songs. Here will happen All that be, Here will all that happens end. In blank we stand In blank we might awaken |
Oh the fortune, to get
Christmas lights. |
Nit and pick
and leave the fallen leaves to fare as they will. Treat and trick and homestead stick and flick the pumped up light switch. Tis the season to be folly, come, I pray, be jolly, as stardust flies, a million goodbyes. The loss is but illusion. To say it is not... To say it... is... not... To turn away. Of all the wrapping extravaganza, and light show madness and shopping frenzies and soul suffocating must-be's, this is the worse of all: To try and not care, for we are not really here, at all. The jewel is ours, privilege and pain. With all her shine, and her dust and her brine, in our reach only, here for us. Yet another night. Oh the fortune, to get Christmas lights. |
Ne tre, alde bruei
ke fer met'endeled, se u feur g' soOl Hedre ves, e sheriumgu sood, me umba gre jeu [ΓΈ] ne te alduloOg vrei |
Naat erke seide hen
She, mei vaan. Naat elvert vridu je neider gla me oOg leu Me heer de nir um sho Ble vet tool g' merdensta Vivat tal an dreiver coost Ne vir derum stoug Vri fer da, um stir an far, bleite me de gaal. |
You are amazing...
So pleased I found your words that support me... |
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