Morning Rambles

I cannot but wonder as
to each their every morning
"go". Where to and from, their
history, buckets of fleshy
culture, each moving to their
goal.

Every day the million of this
city rise to dress and stress,
to compete against each other,
trading gold for that eight
hour rest. Each person,
each cell, an organism,
a sphere of influence, sectarian,
rival beasts get up at dawn
and take to the streets.

Strife and fight, pain and sorrow,
we each cast upon one another
in a thousand different ways.
And a thousand more more
voices, sarcastically donned
"common sense", cry out in
horror at this main stay.

And all the evils that surround
us, shouted about and pointed
at, overcast our progress,
filling us with bitterness and
contempt.

But what about the
journey and how far we have
come? Does our failure as
people, and every fault in every
creature, out way all the
good that has been done?

Why do "god" media voices
and our own guilty features
always tells us change must be
faster! On and on! Ever in-
creasing, heightening in forceful
obedience to create a self-
prophesied  social norm.

The Sea Within

The water beating gently
 upon the boat, rocking us-
    side to side
As I move out towards open waters

The surrounding skyline disappears,
   the rolling surface stretched
    out, broken only by the breakers

The excitement of my soul,
   The feeling of perfection, the
     universe, infinity surrounds
       me

Freedom,

I am awake, alive, part of
   all that is. Birth,
     the surging of energy,
       within me and upon the
           rising and falling crests.

The same,

Together, at home, at peace,
   basic, like being held in the
     arms of one's true love

That perfect love, I have
    known but once, entirely
     consuming, transforming,
       elevating the soul,

Like a soul mate She may be
   kind, yet also hard, rough,
     and unforgiving,

Just as the waves smack
   into the hull past the wall,
     tossing about, chaotic, dangerous,
        and thrilling,

Heart pounding, even in Her anger
   you could not be more alive,
     aware, passionate, and in love

Till at last those same waves
    that battled, threateningly,
before carry  you back to shore.

Home,

Tied to the peer, methodically
   swaying on the river,
The affair with the sea over
   for a day but never done,
for I love Her forever,
   as I will always love her,

Both my soul mates,
   bound by the universe, intrinsic,
     eternity...

Farewell to a Dream; La vie en rose

   "Loving is so short, Forgetting so long",

                                                                                                La vie en Rose