Friday, April 10, 2015

Dear Everything

Sweet and tragic respite
My demise and irreverent fall
Weary traveller, hopeful light
Shine bright, consume all.

I am your measured breath
Light and shallow, sharp and sweet
There ever for all the pieces set
As I watch you twirl, delicate, petite.

All I am, is the wailing wind
I disappear at your touch,
I destroy by your word

All I am is the storm and rain
Shouting thunder
Whirling pain

I am her sweet respite,
She is my tragic fall.
I am the fading light,
She is my end, she is my all.

Friday, April 3, 2015

Articulate Thoughts

There is no Truth, without Fire,
There is no Death, without Pain.
There is no World, without Misery,
There is no Freedom, without its Chains.