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The Golden Life
On a leaf covered in fresh water, a golden life was born
The golden life was a jewel to a king and queen
A power of birth
Their baby girl had bestowed upon them
They had grown so alive with the baby girl
Her life was one so truly precious to the water she
Was born on
As she grew, her gold gem became bolder and stronger
She gained power from her gold life
A sparkling star, she once plucked from the sky
When she was a small child
Bringing with her the gift of life
A powerful star that she felt breath starlight into her wonderful body
The feeling of a love
The world had held her hands with
The feeling of a wonder
She had seen in her own life
A past behind her, she still remembered the star
How could she ever forget that starlight, which was the one who showed
Her and her parents their lives?
A powerful starlight, bursting with hope and confidence
That breathed the air she felt on her favourite beach
Right into her lungs
The gold life of a girl would live
She would feel herself split open
And her true happiness would come out
Into her world
All the peoples he would meet
All the people she would see….
They held her gifts with them
They all held her gold
She brought from her life
Into this world
In their hearts
Ans never forgot her
Her visions embraced their lives
With her natural gold
Her visions remained on their minds
Of what was special to their own little worlds
Her visions would never die
The gold of her parents flowed into her
When she was born on her leaf
On her birthday
Oh, how visions of gold would never
Fade from anyone’s life.
Her parents loved her deeply
Her parents gave the gift of gold to her
They would love the young woman she had become
Forever until her mommy and daddy passed on.
She was the loss of a lifetime.
A Loss of Visons
Looking at her for a special sight,
She was lost to him
When she walked away from his eyes
And left his heart to gray out
As he felt him visions of her rain out,
He didn’t want to accept his dreams would be gone
So, he held out his hand
Not to anyone, but to air
Hoping someone would touch him back,
But no one did….
It was a wasted effort, and he felt himself fall apart
Even more than before
A reaching hand, it came out of the air to soothe him
But it was never enough for him to hold,
He collapsed on his knees
And cried his colours out
Shrieking that he couldn’t find love
The hand held onto him regardless, not wanting to let go of
His special visions of her….
Imagined thoughts, too dreamy to be a reality
But he always wished they were
He never wanted his dreams of her
So he takes out his gray heart
And kissed it goodbye
Before he goes to a green field of grass
Under the clouds he wished to lay with her
He lies the gray heart down beside him….
He only wishes to pretend it was always her.
Turning to his side, he imagines her there.
The Sad Wind
As the wind breezed a silver memory across the neighbourhood, a young girl reached out to chase it.
What she found was it vanishing…. He memories had escaped her grasp….
Chasing after herself to find her memories before the wind carried them away….
She realized they were already gone.
As a woman, she looked back at that day….
And realized the wind was so sad….
It wanted to be happy, by remembering something special
Crying that day because her memories were gone, she realized….
She was as sad as the wind had been….
She lost her special memories.
“I wish to be a young woman now…. I don’t want to stay in my sorrow forever….”
As a young woman,
She had so many new and bright memories.
They shared their sadness in the wind, with her
When she had saw them fly away from her reach.
But when she grew up,
She had so many new dreams and memories of her adulthood
To share with everyone she ever met….
Just by looking her dark eyes
She let him know what visions she treasured
With him loving her.
Their time together….
Everything in life they held dear
Would be visions they would share together….
Their dreams had floated in each other’s true smile of life….
As her dark and life-filled eyes gazed at him
So huge, they were filled with a huge life
Of her birth.
Oh, that day of hers….
A sad wind carried her memories of a girl…. So far away….
A Sadness of The Falling Rainbow
I want to love someone
I watched as the rainbow fell to a dull sky,
Love being taken from it
It could never love someone
I saw as the rainbow become a dull colour
All of its colours forming into one:
A dark, faded gray, dulling out the sky with no love
A love that fell down and down, deeper and deeper
Until it was lost
Never able to have its wonderful colours
Resurface again, the rainbow in the sky
Began to rain
Its version of sad, sad tears
The fading clouds in the sky
Turning gray into the mass of air
Above the world…. As they become sad
The rainbow holding them in feels their need
To love someone
But it can’t help them
It, too, can’t love anyone
In the dark afternoon sky,
No love can be found in the clouds
Rain dripped from the afternoon before….
A sad reminder of the love that could have been
The remembered days, of wanting to love someone.
Love is fading….
A Sadness of The Broken Rainbow
The dulled, gray rainbow with no love
Broke in half in its misery
Trying to find its place in the sky again,
It kept missing its life
Falling down to the ground,
The gray rainbow saw the raindrops from the day before
On the ground, slowly going away as love left the sky’s heart
Grayed and stormy, it began to rain a loveless rain over the world
The sky covered with gray clouds that stopped love
From being absorbed into the earth.
Female, womanly, alluring
Reaches the spot of the gray clouds and
The fallen rainbow, broken with a longing love
Looking at the sad, weeping rainbow on the ground,
The womanly figure-her-allures what little love she could
Bring out of it, in her colour-giving hands
The crying rainbow weeps itself on to her hands, as she holds it still
Bending over to touch it, as she treats it like her newborn baby.
Alluring the gray rainbow to find the love of colours her hands are giving the weather,
The sky and clouds don’t remember her, and she can no longer hold in her tears
The alluring young woman cries with the colourless rainbow, realizing she has been forgotten
In the gray clouds and dull sky…. This evening rain wasted on her….
Although hugging the weeping rainbow, sad with her tears, close to her
For it to forgive her, she feels the love she was once full of
Leave her alluring, healthy body, disappearing into the gray, raining sky and clouds
Of nothing she could love.
But the rainbow…. Sees her sadness for it as her blooming love
The young woman giving her tears to the weather
It feels her sad, loveless body…. in its blooming colours,
A flower inside it finding life in the sorrowful rain.
The rainbow grows while holding the love-giving young woman,
As it feels itself receive love from the colours
The young woman’s sadness of her own lost love
Gave to it
When the rainbow
Felt the love of her caring.
The girl never lost her love…. She had nothing to be sad over.
The weeping of the rainbow disappeared into the crying sky, happy tears
For the rainbow and the life-giving girl.
Holding the lifeless girl in his bright hands,
The happy rainbow hugged her so, so close
She was the rainbow’s love
The weather poured its crying rain, for her
At her alluring, lifeless body of love
Love is faded…. for the caring girl’s sad life….
But the weather felt a spring’s flower blossom from
Her sorrowful care.
When she felt sadness for them, the girl made the rainbow and the raindrops
In the loving, faded evening sky of gray and her bright, sad caring.
Love filled the weather with her love.
The Waves Stepped On
The waves stepped on
Always remain for a footstep
To be remembered
Even as they are swept back out to sea,
The love in the footstep always remains
A footstep of life, that will stay forever, on the beach and shore.
Where Sound Is Going….
Where sound is going
Colourful noises love to follow you there….
Where it follows you
A colourful sound
For you and me….
A love of sound,
The Tide, The Breeze
When the tide flowed in, when the breeze flowed in, a life, born.
When the tide flowed out, when the breeze flowed out, a life, lost.
Walking to the centre of the ocean,
I see her,
No breeze or tide.
Drinking down a bottle, he feels no life from the water.
Walking to the sea, she drinks the shore into her stomach.
The sunlight had given her a life
She grows fish gills, her dark eyes become fish-like and she swims in the sea, her belly full of aqua life.
Fish scales give her something special to discover about herself.
He walks down to the sea, and drinks the same water she did.
An empty water bottle, he left behind.
He becomes the sand when he drinks.
The Sea…. Moving Both Ways (Love at Sunset)
His sand, swept into the sea, moves off to the distant sunset.
Her discovered fish, moves off to the distant sunset….
To feel sand grains on her body, on the water she breathes.
Love at Sunrise
Two figures, watching a sunrise
When the sun rises on their island,
They kiss and fall dead
Dreams of A Night Awake (Living In Night Homes)
Curtains blowing of a past and present.
In that apartment, in that house.
Somewhere else…. Curtains blowing of a past and present
Of that apartment, of that house
Dark silhouettes of curtains hidden in the night
Deep shadows on the walls inside the night’s dark.
The wind blows outside, as it always has, and will always do.
At both homes.
Outside, it is dark, as it always is.
At both homes.
Inside it is dark with no lights turned, as it always it,
At both homes.
A dream to dream of floating outside, in the breeze.
Sleeping outside, in night.
A dark sky that wraps around both bodies, in both homes, the sleeping ones living in their homes
Floating into the air
In the air, he meets she
And they sleep, touching hands with each other,
In the cool winds of the forever night.
Back at home, he kisses his reminders of her good night.
Back at home, she is already asleep.
She missed his good night.
But he senses where she is
And he says it anyway, looking at the reminders of her
On his hearts:
“Good night, wherever you live…. Wherever you are….”
“In this night that is so many others, you have slept through.”
He opens the window to his bedroom to let the sounds of night and air in,
And he falls asleep, dreaming of where she is awake.
Today, I wake up
A brand-new world, outside
Raindrops from the night on glass
A dim outside, clouds handing high
And although I feel suffocated
With a deep sadness
I remember her
And I remember myself
That I am alive
And have hope
For her life.
So.... good morning world....
In this sadness I feel, I feel her float with me.
The Light of Sadness
The sadness that spread across us
The sadness we see inside ourselves…. We fear ourselves
As we cry out our tears
But there’s no need to cry over sadness
We do it anyway, to release the despair and sorrow we have
But what we don’t know
Is that sad tears are so helpful for us
To understand our sadness
Inside us, we feel the sadness grip our hearts
Fighting to be loose of it
But why not cry ourselves out
So that our sadness can find a home
Inside our hearts
So we welcome sadness
And see the light it has given us.
We can dream of visions
Of a wonderful future
As our sadness
Cries itself out
Into our past.
But a wonderful future full of dreams
I just know
Our sadness made us understand
How to be happy.
To a blissful future, one day.
I just know our sadness will
Make us so happy.
So lie with your life outside reality,
And cry your sadness out with powerful tears
One day in your life
You will feel
So, so truly alive.
The feeling of how you should be
Experiencing an uplifted life
When you were born
The only sad that remains will be
The sad that made you see life in a happy dream
Thank a sadness
For letting you feel love.
Sadness was so loved.
The Rising Dawn on The Island
When the sun rose on the island,
The lovers on the island had died
When the sun was high in the morning sky,
The lovers came to life
And, a kiss, from her to him
On his and her island