05.24.2010
step ashore
if time were to bring only memories,
then i’d grow a tree of wisdom
through which the world could see
the beauty that lies beneath
the surface of the moon.
the desire born in each of us,
innate, to reach those stars
that long ago have died, survived
in light that hides the hunger
that is fed in the subconscious of our mind.
read the prayers that have been written
on the stones of time and tales,
and write the words that pass your lips
when pain and anger stop to peel
the skin upon your cheeks.
set the fire into the storm
and watch it burn the clocks
as they melt my sanity and sanctity –
freezing moments
that only our hearts have chosen.
crave the waters and the sun,
but don’t let the lightning shine
the way onto the path
of darkness into light
without first whispering to me the truth
that only souls like yours
can ever know in death.
05.2000/vb.
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