Grown-up Land

I have reached a point in life
A pen back in my hand
Where adult life is waiting
Patiently on land
 
Awaiting my return
From resting in my mind
In need of escapism
A place for calm unwind
 
Reality approaching 
A guard standing still
Sternly looking at me
Threatening to kill 
 
But, return, yes, I shall
I know this is best
My Neverland remaining
For when I need my rest
 
So, then, I leave my dream
Always looking back
I know I'll soon return 
For this I have a knack
 
There's a time for dreaming
And there's a time to live
Remembering and sharing
All you have to give

Fear

Oh, darling fear
Whisper in my ear
What I want to hear
To hold you ever near
 
Hold me in your hand
Far away from land
Cloud so growing grand
Long for feel of sand
 
Never breaking free
You keep protecting me
I am blinded, cannot see
All that there could be
 
Yet, to struggle is
Heaven or abyss
Life’s ultimate bliss
True lovers' kiss
 
Oceans need a wave
Movement from a cave
Greatest gifts it gave
To live and to be brave
 

Building block.

Time flowing on
Mind growing stronger
Sometimes convinces
Of growing no longer

However, keep on
Like a bird’s song
And you’ll find a path
Where you belong

Building a life
One that can stand
A mighty hard task
When searching for land

Start with a rock
An infallible sun
Looking inside
Where all is begun

Life is a storm
It glows and flows
And subtly shows
All of the truths
Which everyone knows

When time is near
Start from the core
Do not trust fear
Allow life ashore.


Finding rhythm.

The subtle tremble
Deep within
The urging rumble
Calling in
 
A steady beat
With every song
Listen in
Growing strong
 
Hear the sound
Turn it up
Share the notes
Fill the cup
 
Drumming along
One afternoon
Finding your own
Powerful tune

The art of growth.

Raindrops falling
A glorious sight
Watering soils
Strengthened by light
 
Too much sun
Will dry out the ground
And too much rain
Will cause it to drown
 
A mixture of both
Is needed just so
A seed will proceed
To purposely grow
 
Do not be afraid
Open your heart
Walk every step
Life's true art

The Winner.

Walking in life
Struggling storm
Through sun and rain
Keep walking on
 
Facing fears
Feeling the scars
Seeing the true
Hidden in stars
 
Taking a breath
Streaming the pain
Breathing out
Revive again
 
Find that the way
Is but in disguise
Uncover the truth
Away with lies
 
To win is to lose
Knowing is painful
No more blaming
But be ever grateful

Awakening.

Walking through storms
Fighting to stand
Bound to despair
Doubting the hand

The guiding hand
Inside us all
Within our hearts
Awaiting the call

The awakening call
Declaring a war
Against the thoughts
Healing your scar

Scar of the past
A depth of sorrow
Creating a life
A stronger tomorrow

Stand up and fight
From storm to land
Lead with your heart
The true guiding hand

The Shadow.

As time keeps moving
And darkness grows
Challenge surrounds
A true nature shows

Thus is the tale
Of opposite things
Existing together
Two balancing wings

Too many fear it
Too many ignore
What lies in nature
Of our true core

Releasing the fear
The blinding veil
Can open horizons
And fortune entail

Warmth.

Shoulder of love
Comforting healer
Soft as a pillow
Bearing a dreamer
 
Drifting away in
Each other's arms
Delighting in love
As Nature charms
 
Following truth
Dissolving delight
Thus heading to
A prosperous light
 
Returning at last
To bottomless joy
And finally naught
That will destroy
 

On the road.

Constantly moving
With moments of peace
Pushing the mind
In need of release

Working for something
Attaining the goal
Leisure and labour
Completing the whole

Searching within
For my true path
Announcing a road
Absent of wrath

Listening closely
Reaching for trees
My heart is speaking
With diligent ease

Whatever before you
No matter the view
Always be kind
And fight for the true


Memories.

The nature of a memory
A hazy dream and past
What once was a moment
Now transformed to last

Albeit in different form
We close our eyes and see
Through minds and hearts
What once used to be

Whatever it awakens
Any vibes from the core
With vivid story telling
Waves brush ashore

Observe the present
Allowing them to flow
Feet on the ground
Release and let go

Remember with grace
Then slowly embrace
The beautiful sound
That is always around

The Grace of Falling.

As the days flow
I constantly grow
And all that I see
Keep challenging me

A branch in the ground
I am suddenly bound
To continuously fall
Graciously taking all

No person is made
To keep self-degrade
But to rise as the sun
And fight 'til it's won

My beating heart
Will not fall apart
And I will remain
Never falling in vain

November man.

With every beat
Warming and sweet
I constantly feel
Emotions so real

When you're near
My heart is clear
By day and night
Wallowing light

While up in the sky
On feelings so high
Comes a tide
Where darkness reside

Powerful moon
By which I am swoon
Forever remember
The Man of November

Own eyes.

An unlocked door
Open and see
There is a view
Setting you free

For gazing through
Your own two eyes
Will sometimes mislead
With well-meaning lies

But do not despair
Hope is around
Each brand new day
Has its own sound

Look from your heart
Judge with your soul
Accept all that is
Releasing control

Right in the eye.

Take a step
Out of the shade
Free from lies
True life is made

An honest sense
Breaking a wall
Of ignorant bliss
Making you fall

Speak the truth
Look into the light
Right in the eye
No need to fight

End of the day
Breaking the glass
Will unlock more
Than hiding in grass