waiting until the dawn rises upon that suddenness
that darkness brings at night.
What of the experience, what of the timing,
what of the beauty, the ugliness
the darkness brings toward another dawn?
I know of the moment, matching it is rare,
but when it does come watch out
you are to become very much aware.
So don’t underestimate the person
that you believe yourself to be
for inside, believe me,
there is another world waiting upon your moves
to make itself, themselves known.
nothing is but evil until you, that person
makes up your mind who, or
what you are in this world going to exhibit,
live up to and believe possible.
Wait for the discovery of who you are
in the real light of your mind,
not that part that tells you
who or what, when or how,
but that person with insight and reward
to make you aware just how powerful you,
your voice is in the front lines of a world at war.
God bless yourself every day you learn
one step toward loving not hating who you are,
then in that afterglow somehow, I do not know,
but there it is a light on
no longer darkness in the bowels of your mind.
God bless the afterlife
and those to whom we are aligned
for they are the mysterious element within our thoughts
completely different, telling us of where
or what we need to know
or be aware as somehow something is coming on in
or down the proverbial mysterious mile.
God bless us all as we are on limited daylight time
for the darkness of the pervasive evil
is certainly ours for most of our time.
There in the shadows
creeps a darkened spacious being
one with the insight to know who you are
in that darkened believed state when no other
but the shadows encapsulated your world –
And hang on for dear life for that is a state
no-one wants to know first hand.
God bless the value of your life right now
as that ship of liberty is about to come on down –
deep in the bowels of no-man’s land
where watery ventures have prevented us above
from growing richer and equally sharing
what of Earth is ours of a bountiful supply?
So watch out you greedy buggers down there
when that watery grave shuts all your options
and the sharks of old come on crumbling
and grumblings around.
No haste for this is a time when you will never be free
for there is no watery grave
that precludes the likes of those big tankers full of oil
and corruptly surfacing the wilds of the northern seas.
But here in the shadows way below
there are monsters ages old.
And who are you the devil knows,
but we will await your visit
and then who only knows.
–
The shadows creep both above and below,
which direction and surface predator
are you to follow below?
August 25th, 2013
Tags: Connections
