Kaleidoscopic World

Everyday, people go about their routine
Acclimated to the world around them.
Familiar places that are always there,
Preferring the view through a windshield
As the wonders blur, passing by.
Instead,
Stop.
And focus
Through the lens of a camera instead.
Capture the essence,
Instead of a fragment.
View life.
A baby entering the world,
The sparkling twilight in a child's eyes.
Spun silk of a spiders web
Entwining the morning dew.
The fauna all around,
Floral arrangements of Mother Nature,
Span the length of continents.
An ever changing mosaic of the natural world.
Limestone caverns to coral reefs,
River beds to ocean shoals,
Snow covered peaks to white sand beaches.
Colossal structures of man
Penetrate the atmosphere.
Architectural marvels in which we thrive,
Blanketed by clouds and stars.
With a nightlight moon
And galaxies glow.
The sunlight spectrum hand paints the biosphere.
So focus through the lens,
At our kaleidoscopic world.

Blue Moon

Days go by so fast,
Yet others so slow.
But somehow
The sand drips
At the same pace.
Keeping them all the same.
As the sun,
And the moon
Pour light as usual.
My moods,
Are that of the phases
Of the moon.
Ever changing,
Always the same.
And as the day-lit nights
Pass us by,
I constantly wonder.
And try
To figure out,
Who I am.
Or where I'll be,
At the next blue moon,
They say will never come.
But if the blue moon
Has disappeared,
Does that mean,
That my dreams have too?
So I watch the
Waterfall of a sand glass trap,
That marks the days.
And hope.
And dream.
Of the next,
Blue moon.

Burning Free

As it all goes wrong
And swirls down the drain,
I stop and think.
Stuck in a living
Pit and the Pendulum,
Waiting for the end.
Watching the swaying arm,
Ticking my life away.
My soul is trapped.
In a block of ice
Burning bright within
It's confines.
Looking through the ice
Is like trying to see clearly
Through sand blasted glass.
Inside the flames dance
And leap,
Licking at the walls surrounding.
As it slowly melts them away,
Life sets in and rebuilds,
Solidifies,
And thickens the ice.
Liquid nitrogen,
Letting me know I'm still
Trapped inside.
But yesterday an ember
Broke free.
Today the nitrogen was poured.
So I know I can be freed.
Now I feed the coals,
Because I know
My soul,
Will touch the oxygen soon.
And that breath,
The fresh air,
Is more fuel
Than the world knows.
I shall be uncaged again.

Gone

He had done
So much for me,
Yet when he
Needed me,
I was never there.
Would he have held on,
If I had made it there?
Would he still be here,
If I hadn't let
My fears of
What I'd see
Control my actions?
They had said,
That he would have left
Those sterile rooms,
Walking instead of rolled.
I was supposed to be there.
But I couldn't
Will myself to go.
They say he constantly
Asked for me,
That I was his drive.
Did he give up on me?
When I could finally
Go to him,
The day before,
He left us all behind.
Was it because
I wasn't there yet,
That he gave in?
Is it all on me?

Hear

Open your ears
And feel the beat.
Listen,
Don't just hear.
And let it take you
Where it will.
Don't hold back,
And belt it out.
Let your voice flow
And carry you away.
Not just yourself,
But take others
Down your river with you.
Sometimes the notes are
High.
And others,
Low.
But let them carry you
And don't despair.
Make others hear your song,
With new ears.
That from which
They've never heard through before.
And make them feel.