A seed

if I shout at the top of the mountain or weep at the bottom of the sea if I bear my teeth or sink in retreat the globe still does its rounds and i had a dream so big and bright it burned the eyes of many a scorn full man I had a dream…

Of the earth

the deep seas churning round and round the waters blurring all the sound Do I slip beneath the lips Of the beast Do I let my soul release From the bondage of the land Do I taste the salt Let the beasts blood wash away The dirt that works between the bone Causing the grinding…

labyrinth

I am but a single soul that this labyrinth dose behold not the only wary mind that seems to slip that does coincide within these wall that consume all time I echo sharply through the abyss that is tangled within its mists I am but one measly soul that this titanic temple holds I fight…

Gypsy run always

Tell me something I don’t know What to say How far to go Who to love What to show What’s under neath the shell I know When we dance The things we feel That some how help us In how we feel, After a bridge to far A night so cold That make us remember…