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All will see
All will see
clearly, so clearly
finally in tune
into the light
shedding superficial sacks
All will see

The Ever-present Itch

Oh, what an itch it has become!
It nags, unreachable, inherent, and irreversible
pulling at every thought and purpose
distracting my attention
disrupting all endeavors
branding each day
dissolving the frame
breaking and sealing each bond
after all is gone, it will remain

Home is such a small world, and it is so far away...

As far back as I can remember, I've always been fascinated with a small cottage in the middle of a forest. There is ivy on the whitewashed walls. It's small, maybe two or three rooms at most. Nearby a quiet lake waits for skipping rocks and reflection. Some of the details escape me, but the feeling survives. The whole scene gives me the sense that I'm safe, I'm home. Nothing can harm me there, and I can stay there forever. I have yet to see inside the small abode, but I know I've been there before. I would take a trip there, but there is a problem:

It now only exists in my mind.

This is the home I've always dreamed of--the home I used to live in.

Musical Thoughts

When I can't possibly explain how I feel, undoubtedly there is a song that can express it. Life without music is an ocean without water. It moves me, supports me, drives me, drowns me.

Experiencing emotions vicariously through music... If you find meaning, is it still vicarious? Or have you simply found what was lost?

In its Entirety

How can I convey the sheer magnitude of the feelings, visions, and impressions that I have?

I sit at the brink of a boundless sea teeming with experience, energy, emotion... and endlessness. To know it and not share it is excruciating. As the tides change, my temperance waxes and wanes. From patience and calm to passion and anger.

Constant change, yet it remains the same.

Ebb and Flow

One friend rejoices that they will have a child.
Another friend despairs as their newborn may die.
Is this how it works?

Acceptance

I feel it
between the frames and measures
in the midst of each breath
even in the silence
its melody ever present
unwavering
unchanging
unending
it flows through my essence
shapes my reality
guides my experience
trusting
balancing
temperate
I accept what I am built upon