Mystic flux

Seasons passed hard and fast, the young seem not to notice The season's passed, warm at last, we open like the lotus. A sunny day, I'm back again, Tomorrow now in focus Yet empty hand longs to hold it's mirror mate beside us Growing strong, the willow, bent and bowed it weeps alone The season's change does haunt us

Seasons passed hard and fast, the young seem not to notice The season's passed, warm at last, we open like the lotus. A sunny day, I'm back again, Tomorrow now in focus Yet empty hand longs to hold it's mirror mate beside us Growing strong, the willow, bent and bowed it weeps alone The season's change does haunt us

Heart split like old wood Neglected, grey and weathered

And I lay there fetal, unable or unwilling to move I embraced and isolated myself Unaware, I cradled the negative and kept it close to my core Where are the answers? How did I not see this? What comes next? Move, work, try, accomplish, Words, thoughts, reality Cogito Ergo Sum

Sun dappled desk, bare trees blowing in the breeze Clouds racing across blue sky take pause to loose great flakes upon the day Outside the world lives on, unencumbered by my torment, unaware of this lament What can I learn form this awareness that I've come to? Live on, live on and prosper, there is no alone despite the way it seems Write, work and continue to search for the light.

The days weigh heavy upon the truth or the truth weighs heavy upon my days Perceived or felt or more likely imagined perhaps all three It matters little because reality is what is perceived and time has shown the truth as so Cogito Ergo Sum And so it is that I sit and write, back again to exercise my ghosts alone Funny though, my ghosts have had more than their fare share of exercise of late, Trying as best they might to seal my fate. The thread of life, the fabric that I've weaved to a tapestry of time hangs before me Reality, it seems, has loosed it's moths upon my cloth and now for all to see Ragged and rough and keeping within but for this little window cry for thee To soldier on I must and each day that has a little light, a few small steps to keep me on my way

Today is the day, to go or to stay To be or be not in time you will see You must be alive and always to strive Life's what you make it so surely you'll thrive!