Tuesday, November 9, 2010

AN OLD WOODEN DOOR ...

I GAZE UPON AN OLD WOODEN DOOR,A MIND FILLED WITH WONDER ,SHALL I OPEN AND EXPLORE? IF I OPEN FOREVER MORE ? OR JUST BEYOND SPECTERS OF PAIN I MUST ENDURE. IF I KEEP IT CLOSED MANY QUESTIONS WILL REMAIN , HAS MY LIFE BEEN LIVED IN VAIN ?SHALL I SLEEP WITH COMFORTS CLOSURE SAFE AT HOME ? OR SHALL I OPEN AND SIMPLY ROAM ?SHALL I WANDER AND JOURNEY FREE AND RELEASE THIS FEAR THAT GROWS IN ME ? FOR I HAVE WALKED THE BEATEN PATH ,MY FEET BLISTERED AND CALLUSED ,WALKED FOR MANY MILES WITH NO DIRECTION ,MY DESTINATION UNKNOWN .I HAVE SEEN MANY UNFRIENDLY FACES IN THESE PLACES I ROAM ,IF I CONTINUE TO WALK THIS BEATEN PATH..I ROAM ..UNTIL I FIND THIS PLACE CALLED HOME .I GAZE UPON AN OLD WOODEN DOOR MY TIRED FEET SEEM WEIGHTED UPON THIS FAMILIAR FLOOR ,I HEAR THE ECHOES WITHIN THESE HALLOWED HALLS ,A PRISONER TO AN OLD WOODEN DOOR. A DISTANT SHADOW STANDING TALL DANCES UPON AN OLD CRACKED WALL ,A CASUAL SOLILOQUY ,MAGICAL TRANQUILITY,A REFLECTION OF WHOM I WAS MEANT TO BE. A TURN TO GRACE , WHISPER VIGILS OF COMMON PLACE, A SHADOW OF A MAN WHO HAS WORN NO FACE ,LACKS EXPRESSION OR WORLDY PACE . I WALK A BEATEN PATH ON A FAMILIAR FLOOR PASSING AN OLD CRACKED WALL AND IN THE DISTANCE I GAZE UPON AN OLD WOODEN DOOR ,JUST BEYOND A WILTING DREAM OF FOREVER MORE ..SHALL I OPEN AND EXPLORE ? OR FOREVER DANCE WITH SHADOWS OF THE PAIN I MUST ENDURE ...

Monday, November 1, 2010

TRUE COLORS

STRIPED OF MY SKIN TO BARE MY SOUL ,CRIMSON RED ,THIS COLOR BOLD ,INSIDE OUT HIS STORY TOLD .ETERNAL LIGHT, THE COLOR WHITE LIKE THE SNOWFLAKES FROM WINTER NIGHTS .VOID OF COLOR, BLACK ON MY DARKEST DAYS,FADING SUNSET BREAK INTO BLOSSOM MY MALAISE.BLACK AND WHITE INSIDE THE EYE OF THE RAGING STORM RISING FROM MY PAIN IT TAKES IT'S FORM,SWIRLING WINDS GREY IS BORN .TODAY I THINK I AM BLUE ,I DRINK THE SALTY OCEANS DEEP I BARE THE SCARS WHEN I AM WEAK ,I INHALE THE OPEN SKY WHEN CONFUSION HAS ME WONDER WHY .DOWN FROM THE CLOUDS A RAINBOW ,NOW I THINK I AM GREEN ,CAPTURE BEAUTY WITH EVERY NUANCE OF THIS SCENE,IT'S PURPLE HAZE TAKES AWAY MY MALAISE RESTORES MY SPIRIT WITH A SIMPLE GAZE .I AM YELLOW EMBRACING FEAR WITH REGRET FROM EACH PASSING YEAR AND I AM YELLOW IN SUNLITE RAYS THAT WELCOME IN BRAND NEW DAYS .I AM ORANGE WHEN I'M FEELING BUTTERFLIES ,I AM ORANGE WHEN I LOOK INTO HER EYES ..LOVE IS ALL THE COLORS THAT SURROUND ,ALL EMOTION UP AND DOWN ,A PERCEPTUAL INTERPRETATION AND JOURNEY SO PROFOUND .I WEAR EVERY COLOR UPON THIS SOUL ..I WILL WEAR THEM ALL UNTIL ..I AM WHOLE ..