Magickal Forest Journal; Into the paths to follow darkness a welcome a mat into the darkness again fast forward step back nonsense as the elephant but not the obstacle In darkness where peace exist the rules change positions re-arrange A welcome mat to friends open season trust not treason But into darkness an escape? from what? our fate Wood, stone, marble, slate into darkness pause hesitate But in darkness away not hiding share love relate an unknown presence a different beat Ive counted not steps but choice Each after another one for me one for mother We say words because we think they fit the truth in nature avoid the pit The grave, the mantis behind open doors that lead to shore consent relent The loop is not darkness But darkness is not the same not here darkness is welcome all is welcome but tricks deceit The wolf is welcome but not in sheeps clothes An open book for all to look one more one more one more 1 And then begins in melody and love unrolled unfooled just follow dont question but read and feed The needy are out so we listen we listen to the music Time stops like the burning of a cigarette Away in one breath frozen in passage Yet still we find base we build the maps and plan retrace lace that word hide, 2 out of 3 then three So many stars greet us each a familiar bus of multi colors but one In regard for others like rays of sun unity Impunity for evil serenity broken the friendly afraid I should stop moving is it is is this brail? shattered now two one old one new they shine their light on me The treasure map dont forget to take the trip that starts with T and marked by theft but all could see Dont flinch have a great night connect the reason when memory fails back to the trails Have a Cigar An angel synapses fire desire to run to tire expire The embers we know the coal hear footsteps before the show but slumber as in between we prepare, learn and exceed then skip the test To run to follow keep the pace its not a race Green, red, yellow, white one of these I do not see my favorite color still here with me Really No words Monotony is just and why for words that look like swords A familiar beat a game of reason different color lights its simple it ripples across the path changing but constant let us see where it goes Everything is it different is is that a person gently weeping to share in the spoils and release societies coils still mistrust exist the pipers march enlist But here we persevere hear the snap of a twig Connect stories to reality trace paces to prove fallacy no malice for Alice Hear echoes and whispers see ahead and in between familiar cant spell in light or dark In brail I see Here we have peace though stirred tonight the murmurs right uneasy minds breed fright
Posted on: Sun, 17 Nov 2013 19:05:10 +0000
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