Eternity's Ravine


There are no eyes here
In this hidden valley of silent night
A lost kingdom of broken worlds
A hollow canyon, where blind men dream.

There is no reason here
In this twilight kingdom
Strewn with dying embers
Where stars burn out, one by one,
And darkness lies in wait.

In this final hour
We walk together without speech
Calmly in the hurricane
Deepest core of earth
In this desolate cavern of ancient waters.

We grope the walls
Touching cold wind
Sightless, until the eyes reappear
Like an evanescent star
Vast beacon above the deep river
Of a thousand souls calling in the night.

Here there are eyes
We dare not meet
Even in our darkest dreams.
There is only solitude
In hollow hearts, where
Eternity's pit would yawn wide.
Sightless with eyes wide open
The children of night woud fall.

With darkness and light in eternal dance
We wait for a creature from whose hands
Each sunless world is made
Whose fatal songs move the moon.





Things Happen


I have opened my eyes to darkness
Talking to stone-cold walls
And believing I can get answers.
Within the vast space of universe
One can feel like a single cell
Forever alone, forever surrounded
In the infinite womb of endless night.

In the world there are things
Human eyes were never meant to see
The death of stars, blood pulsing into light
The rush of sense and sight and touch
Beyond the smooth ridge of skull.

Things happen, without understanding
Without reason--things we can't touch
That have always been, waiting
In the darkest void of space
And the deepest pools of mind,
Never alone yet alone all the time
Feared--because the world always fears
What can't be understood.

In the war between light and dark
Conflict will always stay.
Yet if stone-cold walls
Hold the answer to eternity,
The seed of existence may be found
In the darkness behind the sun
Waiting to be unveiled
By the hands of a creature
No one has not yet seen.





Galaxy's Child


On cold nights the child sits alone
Surrounded by the mist-wrapped breath
Of the vastness called space
Calling out to comets from his Stygian crib
Reaching for a glimmer of fire
A handful of stars.

The child has seen birth and life,
Love and death,
Forever and always together
In eternal consummation.
We have seen what we have of the world
Often through the eyes of children
As our child within drifts across the vastness
Eternally vigilant, forever alone.

This child of night's womb
Has seen the deaths of galaxies
Time and time again,
Yet the child's hands always reach
Forever, past the stars,
Past the vastness of universe
To search for an endless truth
That has no question, and no answer.





Ask Why


They never asked you how to love
Never asked you how to feel
No matter how you look above
You don't know what is real.
They never asked you how to choose
They never heard you cry
You didn't realize you might lose
That all you know could die.
The gods decree, it's not just me
Open your eyes and see.

You live forever in your death
You can't see past the dark
How many times must you have wept
Reality hits the mark.
They never asked you to believe
They never asked you how
And now you're cold and dark inside
You never knew till now.

You're moving on, you're looking past
The world is slowly fading
You're going back to death at last
To what they were creating.
Look and see it's not just me
Look into their eyes
What you see comes back by three
Just ignore the lies.

Look around, what do you see
Souls in immortality
They tell you how, you don't ask why
There's no room left for pain
You raise your eyes to bloody skies
But what is left to gain?

Look and see it's not just me
Eyes forever closed
Look and see inside of me
Where ice and darkness grows.
The gods decree it's not just me
This is just eternity
Open your eyes, for the first time
Open them wide, and see.





Gaia


Watch me, wait for me
I am your silence
Hold me, hold on
You have loved me.

My blood
A river; I have cried
A thousand tears
I cannot die
You were my children
You are and will be
You have torn me.

I will sink
I am dying
You are of me
I am in you
Children of blood
Darkness, torn
Stay with me
In me...to me
You have hurt me.

War
Pain
I am Death
As much as Life
But you can't hear me
You don't see me
My blood in you
And you kill me.





Philosophy In Blood


Silence is a virtue
Loneliness is pain
Darkness all around
Nothing left to gain

Nature is a vampire
Sunless world of blood
I lift my wings, soul to climb higher
Caught forever in the flood.

I am silence in the void
A thousand voices call
My thoughts no longer move alone
No choice but to fall.

You are me and I am you
We all know where we stand
Sleep to die and dream anew
It all goes hand in hand.

Eternity is in your eyes
Drift deep beyond their place
Here I can look past the lies
Hold the memory of your face.

You are me but I'm not you
Our blood turns into wine
Alone here, knowing what is true
And we have crossed the line.





Morning Flame


Dawn breaks, phoenix song
Beyond horizon and rising.
Evening past, moon's silver eye
A cycle until waking.

See the world in a single tear
Universe in grains of sand
Daughter of the distant moon
Empress of the sun.

Dance to dream and wake to live
Light beyond the sky
Ashes scattered, fire burnt
Silent gathering stars.

Phoenix born, dawn bleeding deep
Feeling Gaia wake
Galaxies awaiting birth
Stars awaiting death.

We stand and watch, the end of life
The beginning of another
Cycle back and rise again
Seasons inside time.





The Siren and the Phoenix


My song is lament
My voice gentle light
I weave a tale
To give darkness sight.
The world in my eyes
No one can see
The dawn and the night
Dance in me.

Am I alone, am I free
I watch the world turn
In immortality.
My soul is a fire
My voice is the wind
My thoughts are the water
That flows within.
The earth is my body
The stars are my eyes
Yet I cannot see
My face, though I try.

I see beauty, in darkness and death
My mind is duality, no more, no less.
I am only one voice
In a chorus of stars
Not everyone hears
The song only reaches so far.
Am I alone or am I afraid
Of the echo of souls
That rise with the tide.
I hear thoughts unknown
See worlds unseen
But I am just one
Of the many that have been.

I sing for a love
I may never have
I cry when the world
Takes a moment to grieve
I am there when the wind
Blows fate where it will
And I am the fire
That burns forever, still.






Eternally Yours


I saw the moon cry
Crystal tear of blood
I saw your face in a cloud

I watched the stars reach
My hands were pale as snow
I touched the moon, and your face

She let the tear fall
My palm a soft cup
Liquid silver, stuff of fate.

The sky an endless stretch of dream
The stars my beacon toward my home
When the dark night fills my soul
I will remember you.





Here and Now


Take me beyond a snowflake world
Cold and warmth, winter and summer
Here I am standing on a pale moon
With the earthrise at my back
I'm no god -- but I'm here, now,
Standing outside of forever
I think I could stop time.

A dark psychic dance
I'm spinning like a wheel
Black crystal, blue diamond
Here is the world, here and now
I'm not immortal, I have no control
But here is the world, here and now.

Everything is ending
Drifting like snow against glass
And I'm still in the world, alone
But not completely, with these shadows
And these angels and these demons
And I'm falling, freewheeling
And I'm alive again, here and now.





All Is Silence


All is silence in the soft gray of dawn
Gentle songs of starlings in the whisper of the wind
There's a silken violet hue of sun
Like tendrils of an infant's touch over the horizon
And now everything is blue and gold
In the soft gray touch of dawn
When children hold tight to the last thread of dreams
And lovers hold tight to the warm morning embrace
Doves huddle in the slow turning leaves, in the dawn
All is silence
In the golden mist, clear like a mountain sky
Clear like a north spring dawn in the green
Last remnants of the shivering moon
Sweet slumber, like a kiss and a touch
Movement of satin and velvet
Whisper of a kitten's purr
Trembling heat in the soft silent gray of dawn
And with the final horizon rise of the sun
All is silence.





Poetry Workshop


It's like sitting in a bowl
Of clear marbles, being shaken,
Making a white-noise chatter
As they clink together.
Not that there's anything wrong with that.

Ideas and words slide around the bowl
Mouth to mouth to ear, basically similar,
Except for a few exceptions
Where I really get insight
And while they talk I scribble revisions
On the page already inked with scratches.

And then the marbles start to swirl
As if the bowl had been picked up,
And placed in a centrifuge
As everyone really heats up
And starts to talk, and laugh,
And share memories, and I think,
I can use that, and maybe that,
Like poetry in itself
All the understanding faces, finally
Realizing what poetry is about.





Death Does Not Know Love


Death does not know love
But death cannot stop love
At least not forever.
Death does not know love
And death does not try to love
But death can sunder love
At least for a while.
Death does not know love--
Could death ever conceieve of love?
Death does not know love
But even if death knew love
Death could not love, but see love
Could see love more deeply than life could ever dream.
Death does not know love
Death cannot stop love
But death, that certain kind of death,
Even if death never knew love,
Is all that love is,
If death could not know love.





Mirror Images
(written for and with Adam Paul)

I stare at the ceiling and the depths of your eyes
Living in this masquerade
Hiding beneath the charades
Of all that you wish you were.
Living in the nothingness
Only knowing loneliness
And only completed through all that you are.
Seeing my own mind lost in itself,
Only knowing what is here
Losing myself in your memory.

Life unfolds, in and out of itself,
Bearing the mirror seeds of you,
So certain of the things you know
But never really see,
And those seeds of tomorrow you will sow.

I love you with all that I am and could be
For all that you are and all you will be
And in my moments of solitude
Wish for you--
Your arms around me; your eyes, your kiss
Your love to lift me, your soul to complete me
And you, just you,
To forever be, and forever be.

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