Day 351 - The Red Age Begins

Bewitch the night with the life you hold

In the quivering breasts of all breathers

The red light that you have cast out, so old

Making a world of all the eons of believers

The stars that sparkle about its reign

So willing to tell tales of their own glories

Becoming planets every now and again

In the red age, they become their stories

The ones that bards spun from below their light

Of long drawn out wars still to bleed from Earth

All the wonders and the holy spaces such a sight

The magic of Time and all its fathomless worth

Aye after tonight the red age has begun

Burning so bright, with the flames of the sun

Day 342 - Through the Door

Through this tunnel on the other side

There be wonders too great to hide

Even along this secret space's walls

Are the echoes of a thousand calls

To come and adventure the tastes of joy

To grow up from a man into a boy

To dance until youth spreads its bright wings

At the end of this tunnel are wondrous things

Day 108 - Separate Reality

Separate Reality

My eyes see blurred half existence

And life lived in the past tense

But in this world there is so much

To explore through sight and touch

He needs much less guidance

Rather living in sweet non-sense

Than defining where this will go

He would rather walk in and never know

So we meet at this doorway's line

Both claiming to live on just fine

But beckoning to one another "come in,

Just one step and we can begin."