A Voice in the Sand
Sunday, September 29, 2013
Time to fly
Stardust
We are the souls of dying stars
Cooling til no spark remains.
Within us lies the source of light
If we but try to glow again.
Like flares across a moonless night
We once again can soar and shine
The cost is only to ignite
and burn into a fiery rain.
Let not the fear of burning out
hold back your spark or stop your flight
For if you fail to pay the cost,
You fall unsung through blackest night.
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Round and round we go.
Cycles
Round and round the wheel spins
time to pass and come again
Weaving fate and weaving chance
Twirling in an endless dance.
Things they come and things they go
yet come again, the mystic knows
Passing down across the years
All our trials, all our fears.
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Reflections
Night in the Desert
It's two am, the heat has died
The wind blows dry and sweet
The moon, a pearl, in the sky
Warm sand around my feet.
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