the fullness.

before this time so full approach this place
where godliness itself descends for grace
so new and yet still older than these hills
themselves watching as the moon fills

with a light only opened eyes have ever really seen
perfectly brilliant so serene
to worship with devotion as enlightenment grown
into a potent magic upon a diamond throne

herald the vision from within that luminous coach
a dream becomes more than a dream upon its approach
an illusion becomes more than an illusion with a smile
to rule forever with majestic style

forever as master of all it lights
from above below and all within moon-lit sights
a knowledge of possibilities once grasped
an understanding of all our futures passed

before this time so full approach this place
where godliness itself descends for grace
one life one life the fullness of the moon
the fullness of the moon. 

freedom’s star and love’s rain.

only along these hallowed hallways
of forms imagined in absence of candle-light
can we recall with all relief the brilliance of our own
and be ever after the benefactors of more bounty
than the fiercest of pirates could’ve ever known
to roam with freedom’s star at our backs
amidst a celebration of fear’s flight.

only within these structures narrow and changing
along illusions foyer of time and space
might we watch ourselves loosen the confines to reflect
on being ever the recipients of more richness
than the shrewdest entrepreneurs could’ve hoped to collect
to drift purposefully with love’s driving rain upon our chests
towards an awesome and humbling grace.

only along these stairways of creativity
designed for joy and sorrow’s conclusion
can the very lords and ladies of the estate enjoy the climb
to look out upon garden and stream
a panoramic vision to the corners of a kingdom
more grande and expansive
than the greatest conquerors unfulfilled dreams

only within these channels of absolute synapsis
might we investigate our affection for the other
to understand the all-permeating oneness
and gaze forever undisturbed with freedom’s star
and love’s rain as our comrade’s against delusion
to walk forever undisturbed with freedom’s sparkling star
and love’s driving rain for company in our eternal seclusion.

dusk.

when it came to dusk we wavered
in the blue black light we savoured
the uncertainty of what we’d find
that there was life after
tears or perhaps laughter
a collective torment in our mind

so we thought perhaps to stay
grab the shining light of a tangible day
enjoy creation a little longer
only manifestation kept deceiving
before fulfilment was believing
that’s how our resolve grew stronger

until fading senses went from day to dusk
realizing that we must
for once and all discover where it’d go
following the last breath of day
letting go come what may
a luminosity began to grow

to a startling size
far beyond our mortal eyes
until we were entirely enraptured
by a brightness of the rays
we saw our lifelong days
and moments of beauty captured

until eventually reduced
to something we deduced
was a heart beating time
in unison forever gone
from there to dusk and back to dawn
a perfect chord an exquisite rhyme

there was then no we
to be or not to be
in existence beyond space
just being itself abounded
just a note forever sounded
or a life forever graced.

sea-breeze sages.

when will you know me
as only a breeze upon the sea
as only the spray from its waves
or as a cloud behaves

drifting across the blue expanse
lost to your sight in the distance
even if it no longer shows
still i’m real to one who knows

when will you know me for sure
so free and so pure
so thorough and complete
the generations repeat

when will you know only i existed
knowledge of wonder you resisted
and there i forever and a day
as always as the waves spray

as always as the sea-breeze
coursing through the forest trees
whispering where i may be seen
where i’ve always been

you may not know me by a sound
there none may be found
and don’t assume you’ll know my shape
nor look for me along the landscape

rather just look for me as i blow across the ocean
hear me sing the splendour of devotion
rejoicing in your heart
for know me there to start

and look for me as i spray the beaches
hear me where any sound reaches
not the soulless sound alone
but the power behind the drone

not the swaying of a towering tree
but the force at the back of what you see
i am the very animation
yet you’ve known me as creation

when will you know me
as only a breeze upon the sea
as only the spray from its waves
or as a cloud behaves

when will the glory of that time arrive
let illusion not survive
you and i then throughout all the ages
one forever the sea-breeze sages.

bring dawn the light.

in the illusory dark night of the soul
a wind blows cold through there.
where every macerated moment takes its toll
and no one knows what’s right or fair.

magnificent clearest pure dawns light
there’s no greater to compare.
only you dispel the night
only you can lead us whole rhrough there.

for there we’re not quite whole
nor yet to rest in sunlight ease.
though we started out alone
with desire we cannot appease.

when nights show no sign of day
and darkness there in all direction.
and night remains the obvious way
and valour‘s not even worth discretion.

the dawn blessed dawn your light to show
ever bright we understand to be.
every moment of peace we hope to know
every hour of time we want thee.

magnificent clearest pure light
only you can save us.
take away the dim bleak night
bring dawn the light you gave us.