~ Welcome ~

Words ~
The immortality of silent thoughts ~
Can they capture the essence of truth...
Or mere attempts of engraving life ~

Here I come as the dreamer
wakes to a world of unknown shore
like the sand
in between fingers of drifting sea
I wait for the call to bring those words

Thursday, August 04, 2011

~: The Eye* of Time :~

~: The Eye* of Time :~


Human is right between heaven and hell
imprinted soul by mercies of God's love

Don't let darkness fall upon my eyes
it was purity of one heart first called
and formed you from the Ocean tides
you are all the living creation of love
desires of my sleeping consciousness
here, waking me, taking me home
as I pull and tog you by the shore

oh, such a long walk when I resist your calls
all that I thought was real is now just smoke
the smoke of dawn, mistily keep us frozen
in fire of love, in burning.. in reaching pain
yet we don't know what it is, what it is ...

The distance between us is spinning a cosmos
the fears of partings from love keeps us, in dark
you could not stop even it seems to be hurting
this is the paradox of all welling emotions
persistently delude you slyly in untrue motions
oh God, help us to know what this is ..



" There are no secrets in heart of God,
     only love knows your reasons .. "

Riddles.. yet another riddles of truth
now, do you know there is no truth
it is a dream, weaved with your brilliance
a profound insanity living in a dream
in earth shaking passions we die for love
sometimes entail deep disturbed darkness

yet it's the true identity you long to forget
 
Which is.. has been, always.. eternally..
love itself.. no less.. no more.. Just .
So you roll, on thorns, with roses
wrenched in lashing waves, volatile Ocean
enthralled by pain.. Volcanic explosions
as Chaos" the theory of logistics

Just Love.. finding it's own trails

after taking off, drunken in endless sky


It is in your eyes.. that I know I'm of God,
it is in my heart, that I know we can never part
it is tears from my eyes, tell my thoughts lied

all that wakes as love is from God. Infinite.
all that eludes in fear is from ego. in finite

We are the spirit that wakes to the wind,
speaks it's dreams through bodies of time

that each thought .. I "...

The life and force of the true identity
is in substance of air
you", we" inhale and breath..
fuel the fire stream the sea
breaking into dark corners
wrap you softly in blanket
call it love, call it God
whatever grants the I " whole
while we look into each other

                              ~ Lyric dreamer ~


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