Drifted dream

We swallowed the moon
in dreams of sickness,
feeling the movement
as it slipped down lower
into the starving pit of emptiness
growing cold in the blue.
Sweat runs like rain on summer days
as the sun brands bodies
with the tattoo of red,
seeking relief we drifted to the edge
and held on tight
to stay above the fray.
Amongst the stars
scattered like sugar drops on black,
sprinkled to and for by the careless hand,
like unexpected words found
cold and sharp, ever bright
as it finds its mark in the darkness,
slipping away unsure,
we all fall down.

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Harmony

Listening to the past
through waves of golden sound,
played out in rays of light
and knowing this is life.

Slip in to find a chord
of rhythm I have found
the path of love and truth
forever now unbound.

In harmony my thoughts
come forth to say hello
in whispered joy they rise
to greet a brand new day.

Rising

Rising from the depths,
we reach to touch the self set free
in the throes of a sudden joy,
we find belief in the unknown that lays beyond.

Beneath a gentle morning light
we wander step by step
keeping pace with times demands
we settle into the soothing flow.

Effortless is the moment
that we set aside our small demands
and allow the greatness to flow
into our hands in gratitude.