Halcyon

These are thy Halcyon days
Live them with something
To last thee when thy winter prey
Upon thee and youth taketh wing

Touchwood

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A Tribute

She-

I thought it was your smile,
the beautiful outlet of your honesty.
Then I thought it was your determination to listen and absorb,
and your choice to open to only a few.
Then I gave up thinking,
mulling over how you are, why you are, considering what you are.

He-

I thought it was your eyes,
flashing fire and glowing simplicity.
Then I thought it was your child-like innocence and clarity,
and your choice to see only the good.
Then I gave up thinking,
mulling over how you are, why you are, considering what you are.

Us-

We are one
Bright as the sun
Better for there is no night
To still the brightness of our light
For though limited days our bodies shall endure
Yet forever shall our love grow, each day more and more...

ASMT

For My Love

I'm on a boat in a wide-choppy sea
Rowing into the distance, towards what I see
Amidst raging, rising-towering waves
And each one may well be my Fate-chosen grave
But one thought in my mind runs free
Wilder than even this most tameless of seas
Ah! This joy that I feel it to be true
Oh my love! I row to you!

For beyond the reaches of Destiny
Shall I come and find you... My LOVE


The waves are coming now thick and fast
I fear not their fury, but my boat will not last
For being of but wood it doesn't have love nor memory
It has naught of the strength that sustains me
The rain keeps pouring down in wrath unabated
I fear you not death! To embrace you are all men fated
I fear only delay that keeps me from her
For if my boat downs, I will swim thither...

For beyond the reaches of Destiny
Shall I come and be with you... My LOVE!


O ocean! In your impetuos force indulged without thinking
You have struck home at last, my boat is now sinking
Shedding all but my closest of garments I leap
From the safety of my bark, into the Deep
Alone in the ocean, fast I have to swim to shore
My love waits for me, I can tarry no more
For she too holds her breath, waiting under the trees
And wondering-wandering, questions the breeze

For beyond the depth of the deepest sea
Shall I swim to you My LOVE...


Ah the ocean so grim and dark it seems
Yet it contains all rivers and bubbling streams
It's depths house lore and black-secrets unknown to all
Save the Weavers of Fate in their dark-brooding halls
Yet it is not alone a place of mystery, it's alive
Life is here, as on shore, older perhaps but yet life
For far before the fathers of men trode the paths on shore
Life has been here from yet centuries before

I cannot fathom the myteries of the sea
Yet I shall come to you My LOVE...


Down and down I seem to go
Yet which is up I cannot know
The icy darkness embraces me
Not yet death, it is the clasp of the sea
Far down below, where human souls dare not tread
Lies an ancient forest, trees with fishes in birds stead
What lies inside this mysterious wood?
Forces of darkness? Or yet some hope of good?

I enter this forest unwillingly
Yet I shall return to you My LOVE


Inside the seaweed-wood lies an ancient throne
On it sits the Sea-King, the Earthshaker Lord Unknown
He looks at me with a cold glazed eye and booms
"What be your truck mortal?" and his long-dark shadow looms
He asks me why I travel where none dare to tread
I tell him of my greatest need
I tell him I promised her not long ago
That I will come to her, come rain, come snow.

I shake before the King of the Sea
Will I see you again My LOVE?


"Your love is long gone and lost, she awaits you no more!
She has been lost and perhaps has floated to some distant shore!"
Ah! Swords of ice do pierce my heart when I hear that fearsome doom
Oh! Icy darkness threatens as his Dark voice thus booms
I speak out:"I shall go nonetheless and see with my own eyes"
"This rumour that you have put forth of my love's demise...
I fear not your darkness, nor this wet-slimy grave
For my love and for me I can all this brave!"

Thus I defy Poseidon the Mighty
I hope I shall find you again My LOVE...


"Mortal man with death as doom, foolishly you defy
The wisdom of the ageless sea, the God who does not die!
Yet valour yours hitherto unseen from one of your short-lived race
To thus answer with such rashness, Poseidon to his face!
Come stay here with me, as Lord of my Dominions
And all knowledge of the sea, yours as are my minions
Forsake your foolish love-lorn quest, I give you eternal life
If only you forsake your land, your love, your wife."

The Earthshaker with gifts tempts me
Yet it affects me not My LOVE!


"What value does your knowledge have O King bereft of soul?
Will your minions scour the sea and make my broken whole?
Nay, tempt me not O glorious god, much honour you bestow
This despite, I'll keep on till I see my love once more..."

"Then Begone from here cursed man, beloved of Death alone
Your love is lost and gone, forever in agony you shall moan!"
The Sea King shook his trident, and threw me from the Deep
I opened my eyes on a shore well known, wakened from my sleep

At last I have reached free!
I shall see you now My LOVE!!!

I reached the trysted meeting-spot and saw you were not there
The scarf that once your head adorned, along with a lock of scented hair
Lay on the sandy beach, I heard a wise-white gull exclaim
"She's gone from here, she waited long, the ocean has now claimed
There is naught else left of her, save your memory..."
I wept then my love, I felt at last a grief for you were lost to me
But I gathered my wits at last, and dived into the Deeps once more
I will not rest till I find you, my love awaits me now at the Forbidden Shores

Even death shall not steal you from me
I shall now be with you for ETERNITY...

Writers block

I've hit writer's block it seems. Can't think of a single thing to write about.

If

I wish I could take your hand and pull you away from all this. I wish I could come inside your heart and fight away your demons for you. If only you'd let me...

But because you don't need it, because you don't want it, it is that strength that gives you what you have, that makes you what you are.

It is what you are. Who you are. I know. I see. And I am awed.

I am yours.

Shpongle? Maybe...

Dancing dancing light-bar-waves
Colours of music generate
And in the midst of melody
Do the dancing-joyous celebrate!

One note from a woodland tree
One bar from a flowing spring
All notes in concordant harmony!
My great-joyous-bones do ring!

Melody melody flowing pure
Like water from the river-music gold
Of your taste I am unsure
Yet of your joy a thousandfold!

Good music like good wine
Has to have a darker taste
Yet in that depth so fine
Does run the joy-spring with lovely-haste!

Ringing, running, holding tight!
In torrid day or sleepless night.
Those golden notes of joy unfold
Like pure-poured strands of molten-gold.

Questions

Life goes on. It really does. Someone who's never been sad, can s/he ever be happy? Is that a stupid question? I saw this on a dusty spring evening, some answers create more questions...

Lie lie lie in the wind's arms
Oh tiny leaf! Where do you go?
Blown hither and thither...

Why are you?
Who are you?
Will you be?
Were you ever?

Are you free little leaf?

Were you not happier in the arms
of your mother? With your kin?

Now you blow through fields and farms
And grief you all weathers bring?

Were you content to grow in your stem...
Be a good big leaf and feed Grandfather?

What of your kin? Do you think of them?
As you drift farther and farther?

Do you know where you go?
Why you go?
Do you go?

Or are you carried
By forces mightier
Endlessly harried
Till your approaching-end near?

Closer to you than your leaf-brother
And dear than your aunt-flower
Tiny droplets of water that gather
And wet-rain-water they empower

They like you were once part
of a whole greater than them
But unlike you they will depart
to that same whence they came

You will return too, for sure
But you will go to a greater whole
will be dust once more
From whence came your whole
And whence all will go
When the tale of Time is told.

So is the drop or are you...
Fortunate?
If fortune can be applied to such as you?

Can it?
Is it?
Will it?

Is.
If.
Why...?

Depression

A cold grey haze seems all that can be seen of the landscape. Perhaps one's corporeal environment mirrors the scape of one's mind. Even colours die, choking to their gasping demise as they straggle towards the infinite tunnels of my vision. The world is a bright place, just unfortunate that the only light is a dull gray. All colours are white they say, and no colour? Black or white? Or is any monochrome a monotone?

And music? Does the mind still dance with once-loved strains or does past happiness become just a reminder of loss? A stark contrast or momentary relief? How does one look at it? How SHOULD one look at it? SHOULD one? Is there a should? Should there be a should? Is that statement a loop?

For if shoulds shouldn't be, then in shouldn't i.e 'not should' the should already exists...

Hence shoulds exist. Or should exist.

Ok. Back to life... Or un-life.