Thinking of you

A feeling was felt
A song was written
The lyrics were honest
The music with emotion

Someone heard it
Someone felt with it
It were understood
It were comprehended

Looking at the moon
My mind filled with
One thought, one person
One feeling, love

Hearing a sad song
Summing from the radio
Thinking of you
I start to cry

For the time that is
With us together
Is something to keep
To remember for all time

Traveling in space and time
My heart stays with you
In one place
Without doubt

Thinking of you, in love

Searching hope

There walked a man
Searching, looking, digging
No-one saw him
No-one knew him


Wandering he walked
Roaming, striding, dragging
In woods, cities, mind
East, west, in between


Noticing did non'
Caring they wouldn't
Minding there own
Looking at their nose


He got a hole
Not physical hole
Sucking sanity
Growing slowly mad


Time, space, people
No longer matters
With one eye fixed
Eying only one thing


What is lost remains so
With a blind mans hope
Stumbling from rock to leaf
He knows nothing


Not what to be found
Not what is lost
Not how to look
Not how to stop


But he got hope
That it all might end
Suddenly it shall
With a boom of silence


From his heart 'n soul

My Guardian

He watches over me
Looks after me
He is my shield and charm
Brings me luck, and keeps harm away

He is of my kind
I'm of his blood
It runs strong through my veins
Burning and keeping me warm

Even the saddest thought of him
Brings me up, fills me with hope
Hope of a brighter tomorrow
Hope of love reigning supreme

Now I walk his path
The path I only glimpsed
When he showed it to me
When he himself walked

It twists and twirls
Full of struggles and hardship
It is, and power it brings
Hardening me for the troubles of life

I thank him
For what he showed me
Although I couldn't grasp
Comprehend it's full extension

But the joy it brings
Not a moment I want to be
Without his touch, his guidance
That glimpse between the trees.

Care for your next
Like a guardian
Like mine care for me
With love and foresight

Care for yours
As if it were the last
Good deed of man
The last tribute to the guardian

Guardian that keeps you warm, brings you luck

Shades of gray

This world of ours, were so full of colors
Sparkling with its green and blue
Life dancing where ever you looked
Before, all around us there was life

We marched, stomped all over it
Like an unknowing child in a spring garden
Because we didn't know better, didn't see
didn't grasp the full length of our actions

All over this living world of ours
We are pouring concrete and asphalt
Steel and glass is dominating the world
transforming it into shades of gray

But fear not for the earth's health
It is fighting back, always finding a way
Puzzling us with it ingenuity
It's will to survive, recover from all disasters

It is us who we should worry about
Destroying ourself, taunting Mother
With our garden stomping
Take care, soon you'll hit her favorite

Then all hell is loose
Striking back so fast
With such a strength
That we are left stunned

Don't save the planet
It will save itself in the end
Save us, from ourself
Before all goes from shades of gray

To stunning darkness..

Hunger

We all need it

We all long for it

We all strive to get it

The lack of it leaves us trembling

Without it, we barely stand upright

Staggering from place to place

The hunger for it can drive you mad

Leaves you like a sobbing hump

Mumbling that all is lost

The Quest for the perfect one

Is long and full of twists and turns

Often taking you to the beginning

Everyone of us have your match

Somewhere out there

Waiting to be found

When you gaze upon yours

Don't let go, don't leave

Never give up hope

Give yourself in heart'n soul

Give your innermost secrets

Give in one and all

Then you are hungry no more

Appreciate it, rest easy

As long as thoughts stand

You are each others

Love will prevail, always finding a way!

Tale from the Glimmer

There might be, something or someone out there
Wondering what these ants are running around for
Why such a hurry? Where is the nova?

They are old, so very old
They are at peace, no stress, no worries
That we can see, that we can understand

Like a dagger in the dark they might strike
Without remorse, without anger nor hate
Simply because they can, because they are on top

Petty is our struggle of the fittest
Compared to them, to these masters in the sky
Master of night and day, life and death

Try to breath without air, think without taught
To create without will, move without spirit
Try, and learn

They are watching, from there thrones
Masters glimmering in the night
Look, look while we have eyes for beauty
Beauty in the eye of the beholder

Word from a Huntsman

Walking, striding, wandering, further and further
line after line, row upon row, they stand
staring, looking, gazing, beyond mer mortals
stretching, growing, withering.

Knowledge, wisdom, illuminated, they know things
stuff, combinations, history, what we need
about the woods, the animals, the spiders, us
will them tell us, enlighten us, teach us?

Before our hand, they burn, wither, fade away
chopping, hacking, slashing, tearing, ripping
diminishing, leaving, slipping away they are
a fraction of the shadow they once had

No, it is to late for them,
teaching us they will not, cannot
to far have we pushed them
to much, for to long, with no regret

That, will be our fall, our Achilles heel, our last mistake
our pride will be our doom, not being able to step down
down to earth, walk among the trees, run with the wolfs
thus is our fate sealed, with no way back

No second chance, and when we understand
when we first notice, we have already fallen
with no way of climbing back...

But Mother always comes back, but we will not be here...