Walk A Little Straighter

It’s done, it’s over;

The past, forever. 

The crumpling pavement, 

That was once firm,

Lies below treading paces. 

Though uneven steps, 

Land amongst wobbly feet, 

The surrounding debris, 

Will soften your fall.

Hold your head high for now, 

Till the heaviness dwindles, 

And all is suppressed, 

To contentment. 

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Open your eyes,

To blinding light. 

It’s white, 

It’s beauty, 

It hurts to endure. 

Purity in it’s deepest form. 

Concentrated perfection,  

Surrounds every sight. 

Close your eyes, 

To bare the intensity. 

It shines through

Your paper thin eyelids, 

Seeping through your inner most thoughts.

Those private areas hidden in darkness, 

Has light that lingers upon them. 

Confused in the brightness, 

Your mind is unable to decipher location. 

Where are you,

That you cannot see?

Where are you that, 

This light beams?

Where are you that, 

You cannot hide?

Rolling Tide

Confusion lingers,
       Thoughts waiver.
The mind,
       It swims in drowning water.
The waves are deep;
       Trance like motion.

--  Slow it down --

A clash against abundant rock.
The cliff side battered,
       Broken, bruised.
The rock is shifted over time,
        It’s tainted to today’s confined.
Foam corrupts ancient stone.
Colored white
        In natures lie.

-- Return --

The mind,
        It rests on the ocean floor.
The waves remain above;
        Trance like motion.
Thoughts quiver
        Confusion dwells.