Lost Within The Noise

This was one of those times I did not know 

what to write, I just felt like I should.

Lost within the noise,

I can hear the music,

In between the notes,

Lies the best melody.

When there is no sound,

My heart is full of rhythm,

For love is the conductor,

Of this great symphony.

Sounds of pain bring sorrow,

Though pain is not loss,

As things are stripped away,

What remains is strong.

It is in sorrow we find joy,

It is in weakness we find strength,

For when we are teaching,

We learn as students of life.

Truth is a deafening sound,

When all lies still in silence,

And is the one still by your side,

When all others have gone.

The one still holding you,

Hand outstretched from Heaven,

As understanding is made clear,

With vision from the heart.

In nothing lies all things,

Having everything though without,

Being filled from far within,

For infinity just begins,

As fingers touch fingertips,

And life falls from trembling lips,

From great beyond found in the heart,

Where forever first finds its start.

The Light and The Darkness

Once again I had no idea what to write or if I should.

This is just me picking up the pen, and what comes through

just comes through.  I hope you find it interesting and respond.

Is darkness the reality?

Filled with points of light?

Or are the stars each a pinhole,

To a brighter realm beyond?

Light beholds truth,

For our eyes to see,

But there are truths unseen,

That the heart may clearly know.

We walk upon uncertainty,

For the ground may shake,

And the sky may fall,

As we seek our ways home.

Yet certainty prevails,

We each have each other,

With a heart as proof to bind us,

And faith that concurs all.

You must embrace the darkness!

See it as opportunity!

What better place to shine a light,

That leads us safely home?

Beyond the Veil

Science reveals a cosmos of infinite possibility.
Why then is there only one of each of us?

Where are we?

And what defines a universe?

The meaning expands forever,

With multiple dimensions,

Removing boundaries of space,

Where universes may multiply,

Beyond the speed of light,

Unreachable with travel,

By mechanisms physical,

Yet visited in thought,

When imaginations fly,

Yet if everything is possible,

Within a cosmos of infinity,

Is it really possible,

For things to happen only once?

Yet there is only one of each of us,

Unique beings of conscious thought,

With emotions fueling passion,

We grasp and hold the stars,

For understanding is imperfect,

As String Theory lies undefined,

Yet no definition stands,

Explaining what is life,

And much lies undefined,

As we can not see all things,

Beyond the veil of sight.

Past the universe’s walls,

And beyond sub-atomic size,

With no limits big or small,

In an energy continuum,

We are in freefall in our song,

For life is exploration,

And love the key to sight,

Unlocking hearts to see,

The source beyond the veil.

The Role Playing Game

Wherein lies the chaos,

We try to overcome with theory?

When so much tends to happen,

From so very few factors.

Take the weather for example,

It only requires heat and moisture,

To make unpredictable results.

Yet we are so much more,

Complex in all of our ways.

With so many different factors,

Defining who we are,

We have infinitely more potential,

Then just the wind and the rain.

What dice was rolled,

To make me who I am,

A man with as many questions,

As there are answers under the sun?

What made her who she is,

The Soulmate by my side,

With beauty and understanding,

Beyond my comprehension?

And yet we have many choices,

In all of the things we do,

Each motion creating motion,

Each word inspiring an action,

And each smile saving a soul.

For just in our very being,

Without willful action,

We are creating ripples,

Which affect the world beyond.

So we choose our own adventures,

In creating our own stories,

But are we rolling dice,

To determine what is at hand?

But we do each have a choice,

In where we place our trust,

For if it is not within God’s wisdom,

And His guiding hand of love,

Then all we have is chance,

Just the throw of the dice,

And hoping against hope,

That we may have good luck.

City of the Dead

 This image struck me on the Internet.  It is a city abandoned in 

the 1920s as the inhabitants were driven out by war.  Today I was 

inspired by this image to finally write.

They are all around me,

Their faces do not move,

Expressionless,

Passing me in motion,

On their normal paths,

Not feeling emotion,

They gave into hopeless,

Becoming helpless,

Within pain deciding,

Turning themselves off,

Tuning into distraction,

Walking their paths deeper,

Without meaning,

Without mourning,

Seeing no purpose,

They keep to the code,

Seeing no meaning,

Working to pay,

Paying to work,

Wishing to play,

They turn away,

Like stars going out,

Souls go dim,

The star field recedes,

Growing closer to me,

The darkness impedes,

Its silence imploring me,

Give up,

Give out,

Give in,

Closer it comes,

Engulfing loved ones,

Closer to me,

Until the light goes out,

And my cry goes out,

Screaming into the void,

My soul receding to darkness,

My scream is silence,

Against a canvas of black.

And so I awake,

From my dream of horror,

Blessed by family,

Hearts on fire,

Relieved by love,

And loving life,

I set out to work,

With a new sunrise,

Passing faces on the street,

Expressionless.

Through the Looking Glass - An Interpretation of Oxygene 8 by Jean Michel Jarre

 Time is only percievable looking through lenses of moments to see each other.  

To step out of time, simply close your eyes...

Constrained by illusion,

And limited by our eyes,

We see life through lenses,

Each lens of a time,

Seen through a window

Of ages we pass through,

On our tethered journeys,

For everything we become,

Is already who we were,

Though at any given time,

We can only see a glimpse,

An image at a window,

Just a fleeting glance,

For time is a continuum,

Where old and new are one,

With each visible through a lens,

Yet profound truth persists,

In quantum timelines missed,

Our pasts combine with future,

Together in this room,

In journey from the womb,

Breathing in our truths,

In our sharing of the minds,

Together we will find,

We are unbounded,

Unteathered,

Unfettered,

Unfaltered,

For if we close our eyes,

Impossibility disappears.

Life

I have written about it in hundreds of different ways to thousands of people to learn how much I truly do not know.