Requirements

 It all depends on what you are looking for.

I wrote this walking to this place, perhaps it was what I was looking for.

The canvas I hold is nothing,
Without the colors to paint a scene.
The palette you hold is nothing,
Without the canvas to show the dream.

The sun would be cold dark gas,
Without a spark to ignite the flame,
A spark could never last,
Without fuel to carry the flame.

The salt of the earth would explode,
If only the sodium were there,
With the poison of chloride unchecked,
None would survive to care.

Without change there could be no time,
As there would be no differences to measure,
Yet the difference teaches beauty to hearts,
In choosing beauty there is Heaven to treasure.

Spatial dimensions teach us perspective,
Though we can only see a trace,
The infinite confounds us,
Only time can limit space.

Time is an illusion,
The physical breeds confusion,
When lost from true perspective,
Concealing truth's objective,
With each other near and far,
Tracking towards the Infinite,
Here we discover who we are.

Thread of Seconds

 (I took this, by the way.)

A few nights ago I was listening to Nikki Six talk about Bowie and how he approached death.  He did not sit down and give up, he kept doing what he always did, and wrote about the final journey he was about to take.  In my opinion he explored death through his last album, as he explored everything else through music.  That was the gift of Blackstar.  Death is not the end.  God made life eternal or it would have never been real.

Whisper silent,

A breath of wind,

String of seconds,

Energy strings,

Bio-magic,

Corporeal beings,

Pulse,

Blood,

Brain,

Breath,

Mind,

Heart,

Soul,

Death,

Magic in the Void,

Energy in space,

Suspended in nothing,

Velocity race,

A thousand miles a second,

In a temporal wind,

A thousand hearts beckoned,

By passion within,

Time,

String,

Particle,

Bound,

Energy,

Space,

Meaning,

Found,

Strings that form our atoms,

Strands within time,

Only a place to begin,

Exploration never ends,

Mystery’s invitation sends,

Power to perceive beyond,

Exploring with only the mind,

The heart is navigation,

Infinite,

Imagined,

Energy,

Expression,

Rapid,

Unleashed,

Inspired,

Progression,

Exploring the mysteries,

Which the spirit can know,

The heart leads the mind,

Where bodies can’t go.

Slipping Through

The structure of solid matter is mostly empty space, with each atom having great gulfs of distance between the nucleus and each electron in orbit.  What if there was a slight change in that bond?

Solid ground,

Such a delicate thing,

Atoms bound,

On an energy string,

Delicate bonding,

Lighter than air,

But you don’t care,

You don’t care.

Take for granted,

What you can see,

Not foreseeing,

What could be,

A slight imbalance,

In the weak embrace,

And nothing holds you,

In time and space.

Flaming,

Raining,

Sight and sound,

Burning,

Turning,

No up and down,

Dreaming,

Screaming,
No dark or light,

No hot or cold,

Left or right.

Hands of time,

The sweetest peace,

No reason rhymes,

No sweet release,

The void within,

Is hope without,

No leverage point,

To turn about.

Matter’s grip,

Slipping fast,

A vision scene,

Through quantum glass,

The Earth dissolves,

All faces gone,

Dimensions shatter,

Fall through matter.

Faster,

Faster,

Falling,

Falling,

Senses shattered,

Time is scattered,

Flaming,

Flaming,

Through energies fall,

Nothing,

Nothing,

Brightness of black,

Silence of scream,

No going back,

Inescapable dream.

No up or down,

Left or right,

Light or dark,

In endless flight,

In freefall up,

Through sky below,

Reality gone,

No soul could know.

Our grip is weak,

To earthly world,

One tiny slip,

Through darkness hurled,

Our only grip,

Right from the start,

Comes through love,

Through the heart.

Flaming,

Raining,

Sight and sound,

Burning,

Turning,

No up and down,

Living,

Loving,

The only way,

The balance holds,

The living day.