~ 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

Friday, December 02, 2011

: Wall on edge :

Inspiration
like hearing a train coming
the steam in distant sky
The train arrives only long enough
to journey on with the passengers

To really look at life with one's own eyes
it requires the willingness to fall
To risk everything one fears
To bare skull and bone

It's leaving from half hearted desires
goodbye to half meant doings
the end to comforts of same old feelings
that stirs no questions

To remain faithful to one's thoughts
without the need to be told
if it's true or false
To witness the world times people 
to become equal

Our external world
has a way of it's own in historical affluences
to cap a moment one belongs
mistaken the power source of it's presence.

In the movements of striving yet drifting
the notions of past but future
the visions of melting as well as breaking
We hold everything

Traveler of solid spaces
traveler of minds
traveler of emotions
traveler of all invisible dimensions
One is the journey of all time

To look but not seeing
to feel but not drowning
to touch but not griping
seem walking but actually flying
through middle earth sky

The world
the thousand millions of shared concept
that one either become or begone
Every culture embossed
with God's thundering silence

An edge in between all extreme 
also a wall on every edge


When one is unstartled
one is still
When one is defenseless
one is invulnerable
When one becomes none
one will be all
All
is one


                                         ~ Lyric dreamer ~  2.Dec.2011


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