Reaching For You

I reach across the distant land,
The one between you and  I.
The one that you have placed there,
That's not visible to the human eye.
I think of how we use to be,
To the time when you confided in me.
Now as the wind blows the tumble weed,
There is no one here but me.

I search the mountains looking for you,
But I chase only empty footprints,
Empty shells in the frigid snow,
The places you have already been.
I follow you in vain, I know,
 But it's you I think of in the end.

Melody of My Escape

I feel as if i'm flying,
Each beat taking me further and further away from reality,
The heart ache,
And the sorrow of life.
Each note falling softly on my ears,
Beckoning me into another world,
One where the trees touch the sky,
And the air is wet with fresh rain.
The sound of  birds humming ,
And the croaking of frogs are off in the distance.
The ground is damp from the early morning rain,
And sinks slightly beneath my feet.
The sun sparkles through the tops of the trees,
Creating a glow about the forest.
Rain drops still falling from the leaves of the branches,
Gently dripping upon my temperate skin.
The smell of fresh air and dew fill my lungs,
And I exhale on the final note.

Earth's Silent Melody

Listen,
Do you hear it?
It’s the silent melody of the earth.
Its the cries of the wind that run across your face,
Touching every inch of your body with its cold finger tips,
Beckoning you to give in.
Surrounding you in a cold embrace,
Just waiting for you.

The earth calls you through the trees,
It wants you to sink into its core,
To close your eyes and breathe,
To just let go and let the wind sweep you away.
Let the rain wash away your inner thoughts.
Let the cold numb you from the darkness of your pain.
Let the snow purify your tainted soul.
Let the heat warm you dancing spirit.
Let the rustling of the leaves take you to a far away place.
Let the earth’s silent melody fill your body,
and just let go.

Dreaming with Eyes Wide Open

Dreaming with my eyes open,
but my ears closed.
My mind beyond the ominous crystal skies that glow with fragments of energy,
Which light the opaque pathway to my eternal escape.

A spacious field of golden wheat,
That sways with gentle push of the summer breeze.
The sparkling clear spring,
That flows into the forceful currents of the waterfall,
That pours into the serine river where I lay on the bank.
The beautiful, tall, strong trees that give shade to my body,
Overheated from the stinging rays of the powerful sun that looms so high above.
There I lay,
Running my fingers through the cool water of the river that tells a story,
A story of love and woe.
And I listen to the whispering voice of the river,
With my pure unloved heart,
And I let my spirit flow away with the current,
And remain blind to all that lay before me.