kingofthejellyfish

The whispers softly brush by me Touching my lips ever so slightly Like a fresh evening primrose That shines as the moon glows Window panes pretty and frosty Cracking across a sky of dim grey I breathe in new life from the decay As drops of dew fall from your face Swirls of yellow we painted Reminds me the sun will return One new scent among the flowers I drift in and out of the smoke The wind blows leaves to my feet As I change, laugh and weep Caught in the to's and fro's Suddenly everywhere feels like home It turned out alright And far from the fuss I think I am happy And I bless the moving skies above New buds unfold As

Without challenges in life We merely exist In fabricated illusions Of the uncertainty Within hollow happiness What it is to experience Extreme truthfullness The direct honesty Of human emotions Scattered among the cosmos Whereby we swing vines between Past, present and future And the interconnectedness Between the pearls that glisten In the murkiest depths And the shadows of the sacred light We walk entire journeys With no shoes on our feet Misguided by the maps of others Who play no relevance In our personal revelations Of what it is, to truely be Uniting in the densest of forests Morphing and merging With nature and