Of Saints and Shadows

There's so much happening all around us. Good and bad. Some of us only notice the bad. Some of us recognize each for what it truly is. Everyone else is like a kind of free floater--they believe what they're told to believe. In any case, it's important that people know there is beauty in both pain and passion. The human soul--the fire in all mankind--can only exist as a fine balancing act between the two states. One simply can't exist without the other. Everything else is just the result of human action, or is that human error? This is exactly the way I described my life once. Beautifully painful and passionate. Here, life must be lived spontaneously on the edge if anyone is to survive. And that, in itself, is a beautiful and dangerous thing to witness. *** It was almost impossible for him to love her. Hell, it was difficult enough for him to even like her. And she knew all of this. Her secret was that she knew he also needed her. Needed her forgiveness for an act he had

I dreamt of you again Clear night air Swirling rapid Quiet breathing in the darkness Come clarity I dreamt you were here Enliven rapid patterns Manifested fears I'm feeding on time with a new purpose Standstill At the edge, hold me back I had a dream last night Shadow in form Gray starlight We fade out With your lips, on my name

Invade Crusade against absurdity Everything you cannot change Everything will change It is past, my past Watching over your shoulder It always follows in front Never led You vainly try Do not be surprised Do not look back Surrender found in release Hold the future close Dreams lie in the palm of your hand Scattered to the wind Give chase

Look towards the horizon Chase the secrets Beautifully held mysteries What lies beyond the skyline? Driven to know A satisfying thirst Always through desire Never look back Move fast How many have I left behind? Were you able to keep up? Moving. Running with strangled breath Just keep pace Do not slow Do not wait Curiosity overwhelming patience I will not wait Challenge time Our, the future Want to see what is just over the horizon?

Your tone is all wrong To believe the things I say Do you think I trust you? Hope so With all your heart You want to feel what could happen It does happen And we know it was never meant to Knowing this smile is fake Is anything real? Enough to touch You hold on tighter Hold me stronger Believe you saw the truth Believe I will be here When morning comes Maybe we will be OK Honestly It is OK.

We look without seeing Do not question Go easy on yourself Knowledge is unfaltering Infallible Do not take for granted Your mastery over competence Our lies We twist into truths Steadily they fall from conscious effort Your purity falters Ego is overrated And more easily sold than your soul At least It is preferable

My not so secret desire This yearning My need to wake up Tomorrow Lying next to you Warm rays at your back The protection of your arms around me You remind me to heal It stares out Naked from my eyes There is no need Unhurried and relaxed Still I'm not so sure Have you guessed my secret? You know my desires