Day 353 - Make A Wish on Your Dreams

I used to believe in things I could not see

They were there, how could they not be?

They were like the scents on the wind

Very real but never to be pinned

Down, and given a real name or title

For mundane men to fill a boring recital

I used to trust in the magic of sound

It flew through the air, vibrations all around

It filled up the lungs of those who want to share

The joys of each moment both sorrow filled and fair

It echoes long after the giver is gone

In the sounds of notes tinkling they still live on

They still write messages to we who live

They gave all that they could ever give

I used to believe if I wished hard enough

Nothing was impossible, no problem too tough

I would just imagine things straight into being

Paint them like the dreams I kept seeing

Pluck them from the roses and stars up above

Pass them on in packages of love

Leave them on the street for the common man to find

Dream them up day and night, keeping them in mind

One day I would wave the thoughts about and all around

Then thrust them onto the ivory to create a perfect sound

Now I know deeply the things I cannot see

I know the loss if they are not to be

I know the sounds and melodies are true

They are the only answer to meeting you

I know that when I wish on my dreams it is not in vain

It brings a little bit more hope, and takes away some pain

Day 240 - Inner Reflection

Calmness soars around me here

Wisps of aura can be discovered flying

In this place where I exterminate fear

Past all the hills of endless crying

I gaze into the depths of my soul

Past shadowy fields and many a rainbow

Until I find a balance that makes me whole

And my breathing becomes soft and low

A thrum builds in my quiet breast

Peace in this physical insanity

Empowering my heart and feeling blessed

Trusting the spinning of my humanity

Strung as pearls on a perfect chain

In a spiraling galaxy of my being I gave in

To the platinum grasses and the glowing plain

Whispering how to be set free and begin

The levitation of all that I possess now

Above this cozy seat I know so well

I discover my body never need again bow

It has so many secrets it is happy to tell

In vibrant shades of black at my silent request

Through echoing cold white tunnels I will traverse

All to be welcomed to a loving flowing rest

As sweet as any in this floating universe

Day 95 - Light Unto the Nations

Light Unto the Nations

Open your hands and bless

All that are shrouded in darkness

Light the wick and watch it burn

Our lives melt together in turn

On this day we remember

What grew from a tiny ember

All those centuries now gone

In our lives they still live on

The tradition of the holiest day

With words we will always say

Rushing from our mouths and heart

Pulling the darkness away and apart

To enlighten all that we can

Igniting the very soul of man