Position in cosmic grace you did not face me

in troubles, headed to the desert stars, whole

lot of fortune, you are the cosmic One, I was 

standing inside a spectral prism, will you light

the incense of the star sworn fallen, integrate

the oceans of the sand, there are many mountains,

there are many crowns, from the earth being swallowed

a new man formed, dual in nature, come the light and

the dark.

Cosmic Highland

The storm faded from me, I stand in this

radiant city with my guise off, all is transforming 

becoming anew, I touched my psyche, moving on,

far be it a time to call old ghosts, gravity is pulling

me in a different direction, separation, I’ll find that

heaven across from the riverbed, touching the earth

reaching the cosmic highland, this journey to new 

creation is beginning, I’m creating chapter II.

This life the mirror, I slip to the path of different

dreams, cunning and clever is this new reality,

so is the circle incomplete, I must seek, the vision

a robotic tension a slow decision to seek a new

Temple, a grand Cathedral a sanctuary for this

is just another symbol, to imprint...

The hibernation the tale is over, I’ll come crawling,

the shadow passed over bringing forth no more doubt,

I sing for the torture, I see you in you’re heaven, my

space is conjured day to day, integrate the structure

bring in the wolves let them prey, not on this day, overcome

by such strength...

Rainy days, concrete, water turning into streams,

earthworms, the storm entered my gaze, creating

new worlds out of the rain, then Mother called me

back to the house it must have been 77 or 76, her

imprint was true, she introduced me to the Sea the

ocean a mystery my imagination grew, Mother...

In clouds so distant in these outer realms I find mystery

in you and all that entails, darker hours so many

sought blackest night you ever brought, conjure these whispers

in all the dreams there evident of all that I see, forward these

desolate time phases come through, counting on you to...

Painted Rose:

Passion of the painted rose, coming as a stepping

stone, smelling the sweet savor, you come from

darkest dreams to illuminate the symbol, to release

these chains but bound for a season, temperance 

so even now, outside the dim morning calls light,

ever present this feeling, hollow days hollow nights,

a power comes, fill your cup, baleful sound of churning

flux, she removes me until future sets, Queen of beauty

and the moons ascent:

Soulless we wake out of these graves it’s getting

closer, hidden in mountainsides and wilderness, the

witness, mirroring my wasted years, the spirit is with

us, it’s so clear emotion stirs me near her scarlet oceans,

shine on us we must see, it’s calling me this strange glow,

given to this...

Paradise lost, found a place in my heart

for the wilderness, in the midst of the fallen

we are so unique we fly tonight in the fading

light, the moon to guide us in the radiant,

encumbering, and enchanting night, Love you

glow so clear you hear night songs of wind.

Build the fires tonight....

Intuition:

All these images filling me technical and

illusion, so much tendency to get lost in the

beautiful trap, sounds touching the emotion 

running on confusion, aligned we will be in 

time, the steps I take day to day are bringing

me closer to my internal evolution, so in my

days of wastes I will remember when.

I’m driven by the desert sand my hope not

forgotten relying on my intuition, so when 

I have fallen I climb, changing destination

greater than before:

Will I ever find you in this World

do you conjure dreams a second reality

where we run together, ever to escape

the void of this earth, connecting through

distance, bliss it seems it’s nothing I can

touch, moving upstream gasping

for air, I’m gaining consciousness I have to look

through...