something from my mind
I barely post anymore, but over the last week some stuff has been dancing around in my head.
suprisingly lyrical, I scribbled it down for once in my life, and decided to make it a bit of poetry, or such.
"untitled"
The stars that push through the black night
flickering, wavering with their pale light
multicolored facets of ruby, emerald, and sapphire
showing on the paths in the dust of life
the orb in the sky during the black night
his face, jovial whilst the demons take flight
luminous milk pours as if to drown the stars
until the clouds, grey with jealousy, blanket the moon in its own night
the covered sky, with its ominous thunder
obscures my way, although I must wonder
why are the trees bending as if to block me?
why do the brambles of the earth move as if to stop me?
the raising of the soft hairs upon my neck
warns of evil, danger, the crawling up my spine confirms my fear
I turn to run, to flee with all haste
but my footprints are gone, Earth protects herself with all chaste
my fingers like claws tear at my foe
yet why does my own spirit hurt me so
with every vicious pull of my hands
I gain new scars upon my soul
behind me, in my panic, I finally notice
the chilled breeze that dances over my skin
over my bare shoulders I feel an icy wetness
not sweat although I work, but snow
its white purity gives me pause
I turn to face what is coming, here I see a path
its then I realize that I can't go where I've been
only forward is the option given to me
deeply I breathe in, taking in the cool air
my eyes open slowly, finally seeing details in the night
the sleep falls from my vision, a figure comes into focus
within it I see salvation, hope, the future
with tentative hesitation my body pulls forward
but my soul still bleeds, it refuses to move
this earthly shell knows its confusion
the need, this desire, this longing, this fear
my ethereal self kneels to cry, to weep
falling to its ghostly knees, holding its translucent head in its hands
tears fall to the ground yet no dust stirs
my body stops, held, as the tendrils of self fall away
this clearing I kneel in closes over me
the trees obcure the clouds, the now grey sky
as my soul glances up, searching
always hoping for a star to shine, lighting the way
~CJR, 11/09/2006
suprisingly lyrical, I scribbled it down for once in my life, and decided to make it a bit of poetry, or such.
"untitled"
The stars that push through the black night
flickering, wavering with their pale light
multicolored facets of ruby, emerald, and sapphire
showing on the paths in the dust of life
the orb in the sky during the black night
his face, jovial whilst the demons take flight
luminous milk pours as if to drown the stars
until the clouds, grey with jealousy, blanket the moon in its own night
the covered sky, with its ominous thunder
obscures my way, although I must wonder
why are the trees bending as if to block me?
why do the brambles of the earth move as if to stop me?
the raising of the soft hairs upon my neck
warns of evil, danger, the crawling up my spine confirms my fear
I turn to run, to flee with all haste
but my footprints are gone, Earth protects herself with all chaste
my fingers like claws tear at my foe
yet why does my own spirit hurt me so
with every vicious pull of my hands
I gain new scars upon my soul
behind me, in my panic, I finally notice
the chilled breeze that dances over my skin
over my bare shoulders I feel an icy wetness
not sweat although I work, but snow
its white purity gives me pause
I turn to face what is coming, here I see a path
its then I realize that I can't go where I've been
only forward is the option given to me
deeply I breathe in, taking in the cool air
my eyes open slowly, finally seeing details in the night
the sleep falls from my vision, a figure comes into focus
within it I see salvation, hope, the future
with tentative hesitation my body pulls forward
but my soul still bleeds, it refuses to move
this earthly shell knows its confusion
the need, this desire, this longing, this fear
my ethereal self kneels to cry, to weep
falling to its ghostly knees, holding its translucent head in its hands
tears fall to the ground yet no dust stirs
my body stops, held, as the tendrils of self fall away
this clearing I kneel in closes over me
the trees obcure the clouds, the now grey sky
as my soul glances up, searching
always hoping for a star to shine, lighting the way
~CJR, 11/09/2006