Eyes born into an unseeing world
But as the body turned and swirled
Glimpses of a long forgotten past
Stilled in heart rhythm stirred fast
A waking of my senses brought
A world within that heart forgot

Wave and hail swing and lash
Creation is from thy wonder
Illusion fades from open gash
When voices bring in thunder

…

I washed ashore on frozen land
From deep and murky pond
Magic they say is in command
And not mere swing of wand

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Time goes by as seeping sand
While orbs within abscond
On goes brave and weaving hand
For earth with skies will bond

Tremors shake my flame so slight
A gust from a long forgotten place
Brings back to frame its old might
And from blaze I find lost solace

I see within shades of raw green
I dwell in the pastures of the One
Leaving the illusion for the unseen
I became all then I became none

In infinite search of my old being
I rise with tides that slip me past
As time goes by inexorably weaving
The end of all candour steadfast

Beyond I see me true but not real
Reaching out in dazed wondering
Through the spinning of the wheel
We feel, touch this me other thing

…

In flight I scatter what I entrust
To wind and night that fail me never
The last of this mine pink stardust
That will new bond form forever

With a heart yearning for home
I wandered from pole to pole
Cloaked and woven out of sight
As my life’s essence flowed

I am gradually awakened
To a purpose now obsolete
For the elders are no more
Wiped out of the morrow
…

Home is nowhere I can see
Yet I feel it pulsing high above
In web of inconsistent shivers
Trapped by prodding giant steel

There will come a time of glee
Of their unified legacy of love
As the end of times quivers
For we are their steadfast keel

Jolting back into conscious wake
I look into the amorphous grey
Not knowing what is at stake
Am I friend, foe or merely prey
…
A flutter passing lightly touches
The corner of my pulsing eye
Forgotten gloom my heart clutches
They walk among us pass us by
…
They lurk concealed by light
Only by darkness fully revealed
And the only one we can fight
Is our own smothering shield

Walking down the path of a dream
Vivid dense and clear to full tone
Voiceless spirits gather to scream
Of a real never to condone
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Tremors of tomorrow I feel
Reach and heal the oncoming blaze
…
Floating on a wisp of black ink

We weave the truth that should have been
…
Soaring above the Greys and Blues
We work in the fabric of dreams
For eye masters would create hues
Welding real into not what it seems

An echo within resounds
Is it tune of universe?
..
Misty summer within me
Resonates to sound of drops
…
As within, so lies without
Attuned to upcoming change

Demain encore c’est à moi qu’il incombe
De démêler laçages enchevêtrés
…
Deuil du nouveau et funèbres pompes
Tout est du rien en chemin rencontré
…
Repos du guerrier en spatiale tombe
Diadème emblème en sort stellaire vautré

Sun setting high in realms of darkness
With moon in silver coat would collide
A coach with frothing horses to harness
On a lonely road would quiver and glide
∞
Onward journey to the edge of unreal
Where lightning tamed slowly wanders
And the mirror cracked so as to conceal
The burgeoning of oncoming wonders