An Eastern Fairy Tale

Fire red sails in an Eastern fairy tale,
set adrift in a burning light.
Blown across and tumbled with gales,
for it is his love I must find.

Pitched and rolled through life amiss,
for calmer waters I'd soon set sail.
Finally moored with just one kiss,
love eternal - an Eastern fairy tale.


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Happiness is...

Happiness is...

..hearing the smile in your voice

..feeling the longing in your embrace

..finding eternity in your eyes

Happiness is...loving you.

A Prayer to the Wind

May the wind carry my words to you,
so that your soul may always hear them.

May the breeze blow gently upon you,
so that you will always feel my touch.

May the movement caused by every gale or draft,
always remind you of me.

And may the air envelop and keep you,
in that you will always feel my love.

Close your eyes and feel for me,
for I am all around.

Draw upon each breath and feel me,
for I am deep within.

No matter where you are, no matter what you do,
if you have the essence of this element...you have me too.

A Lifetime in the Making

Arriving "home" at last
A glass of wine in hand
Recalling eyes of grace
Oh, my beautiful man

The pull to you I feel
Because the love runs deep
My heart to you I give
Forever, yours to keep

I trust in you my all
My will, my life, my soul
Your face held in my hands
My mind forever holds

None have come before you
Nor shall there be again
One who can hold my gaze
No man, lover or friend

For what I feel we have
Is magic from beyond
Connection wrought in love
That's merely just begun

I'm making one request
You tread this path with me
Together, locked in step
For all eternity.

Curses you...

...with kind words, of course. Ah, psychosis.

Each time I open the door, as I've done "it ten times or more," I come here with the intent to write. To exorcise the daemons that torment my mind. Oh, but traipsing to read your words, I, myself find. Cursed words... executed with precision, not written for me, "the girl with the mousy hair", nor likely anyone, but there.
Their mere existence draw me in. Lost in them. My thoughts escape me again.
The daemons quiet and giggle in their defeat. Are you in league?
I can't help but wonder this... Oh the effect... seemingly it's...

...it may have been nothing. It could have been everything. No harm was meant of this. For myself, nothing is trivial or a "dead end". I believe that, my friend, everything happens for a reason. We may not know the reason, or be capable of understanding the reason due to the interface in which we are working, but there is one. Whether psychological, chemical, spiritual... it IS.

Appreciated and cherished, you are. Always will be. After all, you're "in the best selling show." Still sensed, even now, from afar. I do hope all is well with you in the world. May you find what you are looking for or at least peace with what IS. I will maintain in the Great Oneness what I know to be truth...

...for you cannot "untouch" what has been touched. You do still have the power to inspire and with that the writing shall now commence.


"To my mother, my dog, and clowns
But the film is a saddening bore
'Cause I wrote it ten times or more
It's about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on" ~DB 1973

The Grail...

How do you know when the quest is over? You set in your sites the grail... but not clearly what you will do with it once you obtain it.

Grail in hand.

What now?

Trusting Deceit

Looking for the answer
you never seem to find,
in that person
you did confide.

Betrayal or lies,
honesty or trust,
what they do
they feel they must.

Only to you
is the difference seen,
did it happen,
or was it a dream?

Did you actually open
to a trusting soul?
Was it deceit,
opposite your goal?

You wish your soul
and that of the other,
would bind together
and let in no other.

Growing weary
upon the search,
forget it for now,
you feel there's no worth.