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Recognizable

It's as though I've seen
your face before...

Blank stare,
searching,
no files located...

Feeling as though
I stand before you,
naked and unarmed,
alone, without
the truth.

Bare none enemy,
however faint,
Blackened nights,
of last resort.

Remembrance
recalled a moment of past.
swept away, unanswered.

Glancing back,
time adjusted,
as though you were
never there.

The unexpected

Life has a funny way of opening windows for
our minds to expand on the unknown.
Not always is it meant to scare us, but perhaps
awaken us.
We do not learn everything from a book, or a classroom.
We do not learn by making judgements solely on tangible evidence.
Only when you let go of everything you thought you knew
to be true, does truth step in.
Does it make itself known by boasting?
Does it force you to believe? to accept?
When experiencing life's little knocks on the door,
the person on the end of the telephone you were just thinking of,
The cold chill that flushes by you, when it's hot out.
Perhaps, these are merely timed messages
to teach us there is so much more that exists.
And depending on what you allow in, will define what
and where, when taken out....

(This entry is for Jason Evans)
The Clarity of Night

Awaited Love

You whispered with a wisp of air,
I love you,
into my ear.

You held me
as if I were your world,
the very glue inside your sphere.

In years of searching,
for love to stay,
countless were the ways...
Your subtlety of tenderness
embrace this heart with grace.

Solitude

Capture me from
the depths of silence,
The frozen space in which
time hollows.
Where breathing stands as still as night,
and emptiness reflects my sight.

Capture me from
boundless journeys,
the woes and the worries.
transpired minds desire.
Where letting go is harder than,
the actual flight.
and surrender is consumed by light.

Capture me
from there to where,
peace remains in calm.