Destiny or Doom

As we are searching for the doorway
We all enter into a locked room
Wherein every step we take
Will leave prints in snow
If destiny is ignored, we will all fall
As the pristine landscape is stained
We all desire the softest beauty
Needing comforts of sanctum
In the cycles that are ever present
Where the Orphic truths appear
As our lives of flesh decay
Our wisdom grows
Finding transcendence in our frozen state
A context for the knowledge abandoned
Emotional upheaval, walls are falling
Existence is cast into the absurdity
We no longer hear destiny calling
So refuse the judgment of fate
Find your purpose, fervently
Or be cast into nothingness
With every new sorrow
And suffer every new pain
After a lifetime of struggle
Comes a reckoning, a harvest
It will wound, yes it will kill
In every moment and thought
As reality falls from our minds
With every day lost and dreams tossed
We burn from inside and fail to rise
Forever more

I am Prisoner of my own Jail

I've waited for you for my salvation and my redemption
I have waited for you to free me from my chains
I've called out your name, as I hunger in spiritual starvation
I count the days in this prison cell, as my isolation remains
I thought my being was called from the deep Abyss
So I wanted more than the angel of Death's kiss
In throes of sorrow I twist, wondering if you hate me
And I know my soul bent in grieving and no bliss
I beg of you, if you listen, I'm sorry for all of my flaws
But you made me, I was made this way, I can't be renewed
My past is unknown to everyone but you and without you

 I will be the cause of my fall, with my dark spirit untamed

“I don't have a thing," Tengo said, "except my soul." "Sounds like
a job for Mephistopheles," she said.”                 Haruki Murakami

Ascent

In a dreamscape, the nightmares bloom
In the madness, we will invite our doom
A black void, there is manifest darkness
But in the blinding light, we are blessed
Seek only light, seek the way, forward
Find peace, abandon rage, become light
In us all, let there be hope, and purpose
Let us finally ascend, let us find Heaven

Amen

An End to the War

To kill a dragon, would earn the warrior his name
Then the two, armored knight and ancient wyrm
Took to a field surrounding castle and villagers
A duel fought, to the final blow, without fame
For all of the people have fled, no witnesses
The land's been scoured by the dragon's fire
And there's nothing worth saving, all is gone
But the duel was fought, with two lives taken
All for the desire to kill or to punish the other
Nothing remains now, not even the final story
For here two dead warriors lay side by side
A human warrior in armor, a dragon in scales
Both find death in all memory, without glory
But exchange greetings full of honor
Where they now exist, in the after world

Midnight Dragon Passing

As the dragon flies across this evening's sky
The moon is illuminated and clouds gather
From the earth below, all people look in fear
As a silhouette passes before a lunar surface
Watching, the villagers breathe easier, aware
Knowing that the beast and moon are distant
And for now, the village and castle are safe

Without Light

Oh, behind the veil of light, behind the veil of life
Darkness may linger, neither cold nor at all sterile
When the night falls, stars in all their beauty shine
Far from empty, stirring with energy, without guile
A world hidden beneath a shroud of darkened light
It bears no evil, if far from the visible world's sight
Without bias nor desire, neither sublime nor vile
It simply is, just as the light world exists, in light
But darkness holds intrigue, for all that isn't seen
And when peace is found, when we dream serene
A timeless state, in a hibernation, so very deep
Let the sleep state heal us, in our majesty's keep

Light in Darkness

There is an unseen fantastic realm, hiding in darkness
In the inky black, there is light, a beautiful dynamism
Life and death form a circle, one renewing and robust
The light from an unusual vegetation gives a clear path
Allowing the insects and creatures to give their trust
Alight upon the petals, flowers and branches of trees
Life often looks different in the eternal night's shine
Only until that very great day when the veil is parted
Then this whole of the world can be seen at last
“Do not fear the darkness; Because it is as beautiful as the light. And do

not fear the light;  Because it is as beautiful as the darkness. These two
are each others mothers, and each others fathers."       Hendrith Smith

Behind the Veil, Life is Revealed

Into every black hole, the chasm between life and death grows
My flesh is a temporary vessel, time is a construct of the mind
The spirit is weary, flesh is decaying gray, as it waits for death
If life is beautiful or if it is a nightmare, can we hope it is fair?
Pull back the veil, reveal the truth, believe without any proof

“Those heart-hammering nightmares that start to lose coherence even as you're waking up
from them, but that still manage to leave their moldering fingerprints all across your day.” 
                                                                                                                                   Mike Carey

The King of the Asylum

The choir resounds with the amount of signal to the noise
And that leads me to despairing and fear of everything
Whispered threats, darkness on the horizon, emptiness
In every song, the moment of accusations in every voice
Choir anthems of ruins, of the sorrow, of my sins within
In chaos, asylum denied, I've become a king of madness
My thoughts can't entertain other minds, nor my own
Instead I'll sit in a round room, safely chained, alone
Never worry about me, for I found safety, and quiet
There's nothing to consider, zero chance of a riot
Please relax I'll fade away, as sanity is broken
My mind enters decay, with prayers unspoken
Spending time walking circles until chosen
I will hold court, in the peaceful silence
Upon my throne, with no equal

Damned

We've no second planet and we have no option B to choose from
We've one single home the planet Earth, our mother and provider
Toxic waste, species extinction, radiation, human caused disaster
Can we wonder why our world is dying, for it is by our own hand
Maybe with war we'll all go extinct following war's beating drum
Sun will pause, clouds parting, illuminating a sky and four riders
Consequences of our own behavior leading to the devil's laughter
We are the cancer upon our mother's heart, becoming the damned
Lightning strikes, portals are kicked open, at last the end is here

“I am crying for more and more disasters, for bigger
calamities, for grander failures.”           Henry Miller

Dante

His gifts of insight were taught by means unorthodox
Dante Alighieri had died on September 14, 1321 AD
In an age of great intellectual discovery and growth
Skilled in many forms of the writing discipline
Poet, philosopher, literary and cultural critic
He told popular tales, morality tales and paradox
Displaying the consequences of pride and shame
Human hubris deeply embedded in every approach
As we tend to make unsolved problems cryptic
Looking upon knowledge as if a box, locked
We give up before arriving upon the solution
Dante refused to surrender his truth, his voice
Because he was committed to resolution
Existence needed Dante's narrative opera
But his greatest gift to humanity was deep
He gave humans a view of a higher drama
With foresight of the Inferno and Heaven
Our eventual destinations await

“My course is set for an uncharted sea.” Dante Alighieri

Grateful for Aging

This world is said to hunger for justice
All the while refusing to even fight for it
To find a resolution or achieve a solution
It is said that people are hyper critical
But there is no critical thinking now
We've no true judgment in this age
If wisdom is earned, youth fleeting
We must endeavor to enter maturity
As if we are appearing upon a stage
Our mind and heart being seasoned
To take a curtain call and end the play
With mercy for all, respect for reason
Remove the mask, end the masquerade
Embrace existence in all of its forms
Try to appreciate all of your days
For each day moves swiftly by us
I've been told that aging is a privilege
While I don't know if that is truth
I know I have missed wisdom lost
When my beloved mother passed
After a life time she spent, helping
 Working, praying, beneath the cross
Serving others and sharing her love
One who leads by service to others
One who leads by paying the cost

 

Marching to Oblivion

The whispering voice tells me all I need to know
When every tomorrow comes, it is unpromised
Where all our unfulfilled dreams destroy hope
I'd never trade my flaws or my mistakes made
Or every second of time remaining for anything
Not offers of pleasure, power nor tons of gold
I'd trade every second for one speck of control
Let me escape this prison world, taking my soul
For there's nothing I can do to change our path
From unexpected detours to a righteous wrath
If there is nothing, I know nothing can be done
I'll choose to go forward, if needed to oblivion
Let me pour gasoline on my solipsistic dreams
For I am tired, the end is now, the end is here

Her scent of Jasmine

Born from the stone cold womb I persist and flourish
Called out from an arranged tomb, the death delayed
A sleepless imagination turns dream, a path forward
In a dying biodome, my spirit transcends the decay
As I catch her scent of jasmine, she's in this orchard
My dreams are to be realized, mercy wins over rage
And now I can find hope, even in my flawed form

Rescued

Over the period of three days of a darkness, the devil reveled, and danced
The anointed messiah was broken, God's own chosen one, by the Empire
Raised upon log beams, crafted into a crude T shape, with human affixed
Kept in place by nails pounded through flesh, a fatal painful circumstance
A crowd surrounded the execution, staring at the spectacle, for it was dire
Some cried, others laughed, as the event proof we'd slipped into an Abyss
But even as the devil and his minions celebrated, Hell's door was opened
And all the prisoners were freed, the lost were found, life was given hope

“Ay," he said aloud. There is no translation for this word and perhaps it
is just a noise such as a man might make, involuntarily, feeling the nail
go through his hands and into the wood.”                 Ernest Hemingway

The 50s Captured On Film

As lives happened in black and white, spitting was a crime
People had a need to live in conformity to beliefs of the day
It was an era of excitement, optimism and defiance of time
Seeing themselves as a first generation to live without a rage
They had forgot the era before their own, settled with war
They couldn't be blamed for having hope or wanting more
The nuclear age fully began, the wars of humanity returned
A brief moment passed, there wasn't one moment to linger
It was lifted upon a bonfire of cultural hubris and burned
But these human lives were not perfect, they never were
As the life we believe that we'd lived, now seemed a lie
In black and white, sepia tone or full color, and glossy
We are prone to believe in hope, when no hope is there
So how did we ever reach this place, why do we care
For every generation has its hubris, we should not dare
To imagine that our future path shouldn't be this way
To remember the past as a road to a very different place

That Very Magical Place

In an ever magical place, where nothing dies, nor grows old
Take me there, hand in hand, heal my being, dancing in snow
The living world exhausts me, I grieve and time takes a toll
What is left but hoping for the other world, we've no control
We all die, so know peace, my hand in your own, take hold
Know that you're with me, and hold my heart, love my soul
Let us be comforted in that place, for our youth never flees
A realm where life never ends, forgiven, given time to live
And there we will live, without any doubt, and frolic
Living the perfect magic found in all the stories told

“Faeries, come take me out of this dull world,
For I would ride with you upon the wind,
Run on the top of the dishevelled tide,
And dance upon the mountains like a flame.”             

William Butler Yeat

Not Lost In Space, Searching

Laying in a hibernation womb, in mother's chamber for sleep
All of us were chosen for our mind and ability to deep dream
Beautiful as steel creations go, she was pristine, just launched
Her technology was the most recent generation and huge cost
We'd sleep for years in hyperspace, so quiet it'd seemed a tomb
Earth had collapsed, wars, famines, toxic waste were our doom
Deep space travel was necessary now, humanity lost her home
Searching for a new earth, wanting to settle, not simply roam
We lost our need to gather treasure, to acquire needless things
In sleep chambers, we didn't even notice the hyperspace leap
Passing through nebula, solar systems, we're forced to search
While we slept computers guided the ship, utilizing research
Computers tried finding potential systems we could thrive in
Sleep interruptions, with hope a new planet on the horizon
It was grueling to be awakened often, and then find no hope 
We didn't have an option, we'd find our planet, send a probe
If we found life it must be measured, but so far, we're alone
In 100 years humans went from covered wagons to rockets
Space travel possible, the dream unforeseen by the prophets
Our species would go extinct without finding a new frontier
A call went out to gather our crew, many then volunteered
Since anything is better than dying doing nothing, waiting
The disaster leading to our mission was ongoing, no abating
We were not about to refuse to lift a hand in our final stand
This quest required great bravery to find a homeland
Eventually we'll find our next home, or become extinct

Fire on the Mountain

Sending messages, using firelight, by setting mountain fires
We'd contact neighbors, even far away, using simple sight
Eventually, the desire to make contact would lead to more
And in time messages changed in form, becoming electric
We'd invent a way to extend our reach, finding life forms
To speak across the universe we'd use concentrated light
A question to an optimistic mind, what about our past
Do you remember our first contacts among the species
Not just the racism and hatred, but absolute slaughter
Humanity has long had a dangerous killer instinct
For, if we have killed our own species so easily
As we seek new life, and we act without mercy
Will our desire to find new life, for others be fatal
For all of that new life that we might find
Should we even try to reach further
Are we forever bound to history
Can we ever transcend our past
How will we ever know
If our desire is subconsciously to find new prey
If our actions are not accompanied by grace
Our desire to know should be muted
For as we try to find all the galaxy's knowledge
And all that is unknown remaining to be found
Will we show restraint and change this day
Is it too much to consider that we pause
With new alien life forms to slay

A Scar upon the tapestry

I'm now and ever have I been, a scar upon the tapestry
I'm a stain upon a wall, human existence is a memory
My flesh fails, my brain dies by the inch, what is there
Nothing I believe in is worth the pain, so why bother
I beg for an answer to every question, what is fair?
Do we get the answer, equal to our opportunities
 Or do we get screwed equally, is there no unity?
Do we have to die, to live, to even get the chance
To rise, understand, more than our circumstance
Why wonder, not what's left to ponder but why
What happens if I survive or that I finally die?
Will there ever be happiness or nothingness
Is there a hope for a future or is it emptied
What remains to know but absolute love?

Redeem me

I can't remember the last September
In which I was told that I was loved
My soul has long been dismembered
The grueling torment of being unloved
But I still love you, even if unrequited
If unwanted, unappreciated or undesired
I still burn for you, inside me is an inferno
I burn in a soul longing fire
What is there, if not hope?
Being the unchosen
What can I find, if not a goal to finally achieve
So I must ask you, do you love me?
Will you ever love me or need me?
If not, how will I ever believe?
For I can no longer fly
My wings have been broken
As my lips speak the prayers I need to express
All of those feelings trapped within
All my dreams left unspoken
You are now and have always been
The only one I have ever longed for
I enter that dream place, again, and again
Slay my wickedness, give me new resolve
Please let me love you in return
Just say the words I need to hear
I believe that you know the words well
I am already yours
Without you, alone I'll burn
This love inside is fire, unfulfilled
If I burn without you
And it will ever be
Until you say what I need to hear
Those words will redeem me
Unless they remain unheard
As they linger upon your tongue
Unless I hear you say them
Until you say that I'm the one
Please, in your love redeem me
Or just let me finally die alone
Redeem me
Or let my company be my own

I can't go on without knowing,
And yet, I do know, still
Do you love me, or is it time to move on
Have I then created my own Hell
Or have I finally entered oblivion
Please redeem me, you are all I desire
My salvation is completely in your power
Let me be completed, in your love's return
Or this will truly be my final hour