Imagination

Imagination fills our days with treasure

Move On

The question in not why do we exist,

but rather why were we meant to exist,

in these passing realms between dreams

where we hold the stars sacred

caged, lost, yearning, dying

moving on

Wearing Truth

The venture was glorious

the soul in its proper attire

clothed in temperance, justice, courage, nobility

and truth

he's leaving

as he leaves his shell

free from life and inflicted pain

currents will take him away from here

climbing he'll sprout wings

to take him on his way

 to live with the creatures above

on judgement day

plug me in

turn me on

let me play

free from sin

finding Zion

on judgment day

Patterns of Life

His option to break free from molded thought

look beyond the patterns of life

see with new eyes

find all that you've sought

time to dream before the night dies

follow nocturnal paths of the heart

it's love you're looking for

you'll soon realize

New Disguise

parting lashes into an overdose of light

stretched flesh exposing tarnished ivory

blue exploding from sky and sea

green jumping from tree to tree

red blossoms diving at me

the morning such a glorious sight

floating through warm liquid paradise

enjoying the world's new disguise