Surviving
I focus on each hour
to make it through the day
until I have the power
to live in my own way.
– requested by a certain someone. You know who you are, ^_^
Apples or Oranges?
I could ask about
the nature of the world,
the stars in the sky,
the existence of a soul…
All manner of things:
religion, politics, truth…
But what you asked for
was an uplifting moment
so: apples or oranges?
Eureka
Clarity thunders,
striking me upside the head.
Today a few things
started making much more sense.
I know the feeling
will pass in a short while.
I’m doing my best
to get my ideas down
before they’re gone forever.
Yume
I believe that there’s
a great truth in those moments
that lie in the space
between dreams and the earth but
it fades quickly, like a mist.
Coping
The feeling of pain
and the burden of sadness –
I acknowledge them
and take them into myself.
Devouring them
and then I try to turn them
into something beautiful.
No matter how small, it means something to me
A burning skyline,
a day’s weight on my shoulders,
a night’s weight to come,
followed by some fleeting sleep.
Where is the value
hidden in this daily dance?
It can be found in
a stone, tree, a drop of rain,
and in every grain of sand.
What is it for you?
The sun, moon, the stars, and all things beautiful pale before the “one thing”.
A (wise) man of two faces 