Starry-Eye

Oh the weave and wind of endless time, In which we all are entwined, Powerless against its flows, Our short life comes and goes, People’s paths they often cross, And all those we know are gain and loss, Some wonderful people we get to know, But ever aware that someday they’ll go, And then there is you… So often before have our paths met, Time after time I shall never forget, The friendship we made was genuine and true, And we both thought “I’m glad to have met you,” So long did this friendship endure, That we each secretly wished it could be more, And then on some distant day, We realized that we both f

The weave and wind Of a tangled mind With thoughts that sought to confuse him "What is he? What is she? What are you? The one who be?" "Can you answer? Can you tell? Can you envision? The questions to quell?" "Will you try? Dare you venture? Into this web, Will you fly?" Tangled chaos, Clumped mess, What is this? This unkempt tress? Can I answer? Can I tell? Can I envision? How these questions I quell? One by one, These questions I tackle One by one, The answers I find Now the fibers begin to settle, Now the storm begins to cease, Now my mind finds it's peace In a wonderful release Again I look, To that unk

Throughout life there are many different people Some wise, some not Some are rich and famous, Some only have their name, Some people hold great power, They can affect untold numbers, Others command no one, With power only from their own hands Who is the greater? Whose life means less? Can anyone tell? In the end we are all mortal, In the end everyone dies.

What a world I see A world filled with darkness Where I can hardly do anything right And what I do is worthless The people around me Have hearts as black as tar And the evil that I see Has become common for me The streets are dark And the colors dingy The sun doesn't shine As bright as it should be This is the world I see After I've looked around me But what's this…… Something unseen before Light creeps in the corners The corners of the shade What lies behind? Up they fly with a flash of light Blinded by the great light In shock my eyes clamp shut Again consumed by familiar darkness Slowly they open Slowly t

Within us all, Is great power, Power of wondrous light, Or a force of chaotic night, We can be just and fair, And use our power for others, To save the lives of many, To make us sisters and brothers, We can be cruel and selfish, Taking the best for ourselves, To destroy any in our way, Just to brighten our day, Inside every soul, Lies great dark and great light, The power to destroy or to save, In the center of your being, Always both will exist, One in one hand and one in the other, Both to be used at will, For the purpose that you so choose, So what hand shall be yours? A hand of black pitch? Or a hand of white light?

Blessings A man walks home, Happy and content, For he has all he needs, And many things he wants, His house is comfortable, His food is delicious, His wallet is never empty, And he is extremely thankful, But when he returns home, He sees it is set ablaze, Flames rolling throughout the house, And he is stricken with shock, All the possessions he had, All the things he own, Are now being consumed by fire, Bright orange and yellow dancing flames, Now he walks to a new home, Saddened and upset, For many things he had are gone, And no luxuries remain, His apartment is small, And his food is dry, His wallet is empty, And he

Precious Time Time… What is it to you? Is just some thing that passes you by? Or is it something you won’t let slide? The time we have is never enough, We always want to do more and more, So that is why we must never let it slip by, Why we must cherish every moment, Some times are good, Some times are bad, And some can be terrible, As well as joyous, Though there are up’s and downs, And pains in the pleasures, We must accept them, For there is no one without the other, Having no bad means no good, No sad means no happy, Learn to accept one with the other, And to enjoy the moments you have, For when that mom

The Lonely Road I walk a lonely road, a road full of pain and strife, to destroy any evil sewed, A path I'll follow all my life, Why such a path that i choose? Have I left many of you confused? The path of the guardian of the protector, Sacrificing myself so others have something to live for, I walk this lonely road I've lain, I walk this road of pain and strife, Out of the love of my brothers and sister's, So they may never know this pain.

Light like a firefly Light like a firefly, Intensity as the sun, So easy to pass by, Yet its meaning is equal to none, A light so small, A beacon so abundant, You catch one for a little while, And hold on to its light, But the light will not last, It will leave, Or it will die, Then the search starts again, Now you go, To find the light once more, But it too will fade, Again and again, The cycle will continue, Until the holy light is found, The light that won’t die, The beacon that won’t leave, The light of salvation

Losses In life Most have a family Most have people they love People that care Between them There’s a great love they share Yet as time passes They start to dim Fading into nothingness Fading from peoples lives Alas, There is always sadness When the last of their life has gone Eventually they die And disappear almost entirely But there is one thing that won’t fade All the lives touched All the deeds done The memory of a life will never leave this world Holy messengers Divine workers Godly warriors Pure souls They never die They just leave one world To wait for you in another Though the loss is terrible