Lost as a Drop of Rain in the Ocean

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Lost as a drop of rain in the ocean,

scattered as the stars on a lonely night......

When the moon steals the shadows in the forest which is my realm,

the path that leads me to your door is obscured by green waves that swell.

But I follow enigmatic dreams engrained in the fibre of my being,

re-enacted before my unseeing eyes while my pulse beats a rhythm that screams.

Then daybreak steals the significance of this spell-bound image that I see,

and with it too my mem’ries, as I kiss them goodbye ere they flee.

And I’m scattered as the stars on a lonely night,

lost as a drop of rain in the ocean......

It's the Mind that Feels

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What I see, I feel,

what I hear induces anguish,

and what I perceive twists into daggers,

particularly qualified in inflicting pain

more exact than any lash to my flesh.

And I’d rather cry from broken bones,

fevers wild with insanity,

than feel lacerations that feed my mind,

even when all I want is to sleep.

From the Shadows of the Forest

 

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I’ve always been comforted by the arms of darkness,

I felt safe in my seclusion,

yet a new thing I’ve glimpsed that’s quite intriguing,

with the lick of the sun occurred...

...at the edge of the treeline, ensconced by the shadows,

a warm and soothing ray stole my awareness

and briefly took my mind into the open brilliant sky,

where a butterfly kissed my nose.

My soul is still scattered in the nooks of this here forest

but the novelty of the sun on my face, is attractive to me much more;

so look for me at the side of the forest that hugs the frolicking sea,

I drink in the nectar of seaweed’s fine mist, soon I’ll dance on that golden shore.