The One Tree

Here I stand,
An indomitable force branching out to heaven,
My tendrils of wood aching to catch the light,
My roots digging ever deeper in the rich soil:
That surrounds me.

Here I look,
At all the visions of new technology,
Surrounding me in their luminous glows,
The call of the future as exciting:
As it is threatening.

Here I endure,
A marvel of the power of ancients,
Organic life breathing out oxygen:
To combat this new age.

Here I belong,
In the middle of all this space,
A seed of what has been:
And what is yet to come.

So, go, now, children,
And run through your fast world,
Frenzy yourselves in blinding speeds,
Indulge yourselves in neon lights.
Burn your energies like you have infinite amounts,
Shatter your illusions into modern, glinting reality.
I am still here.
I am still here.
Remember me, and honour me,
Bind yourselves to me.

I can still surround you in wam, wooden love.

Moon

In this cloaked dark, made to conceal,
Is a bright spark, bathing to reveal:
Your soft eyes, shimmering in reflection,
Your romantic sighs, glimmering in perfection.

I am so caught up in this moment,
Harnessing the hopeful joy and teases
That only you can give to me in wonderment,
Holding hands, delightful small squeezes:
As we look at the moon,
Its glows harmonising with my mood,
Brimming with emotions in bloom,
Radiant in a fusion of minds' spirits, so good.

All the tenacious struggles ebb,
Those foolish emotions, entrapment and fleeting:
Selfish motives locked, trapped in a web
Of longings and people in meeting.
Let the pale, delicate light,
Gorge upon our fragile mortal forms,
Imbue us with universal might,
Make dark memories shatter and crack in their dominion.

In this passion, new colours emerge,
Shades of new fashion, old thoughts scourged:
Your presence, wanted in kind,
Your magnificence, exalted in my mind.

I am so caught up in your moment,
Coming once more in the depths of night,
Your power, confident and potent,
By a mere word or infectious laugh to light:
As we look at the moon,
It smoulders in beautiful symmetry,
As I feel my spirit waken to new emotion,
Cascading moonlit tears of liquid majesty.

All those dark paths are trod,
Those pebbles, tripping and wrong footing:
Unseen, in the dark of night and the faithless god,
Personal thoughts of misery, embedded and rooting,
Now ripped asunder, with the piercing of the light,
New faith surging, apparent and existing,
Sensual awareness filling my core and eternal flight
Into transformed mirth and benevolence twisting...

...together.

Delicate Piano Notes

You know that I love you...don't you?
You can sense the tremulous intake of breath
Whenever I see you,
Gazing at your exotic countenance, drinking in your view,
As intoxicating now as it ever was.
You know that I will wait for you...don't you?
With every shudder of tingling nerve,
Like tiny delicate piano notes,
I will be there, tinkling in the background,
Waiting for you to look at me again
In the way you used to look at me.
You know that I will never hurt you..don't you?
Never raise a fist or even an angry comment,
As I melt before you,
Your eyes draining and dissolving me
In a hypnotic rapture.
You know that I will never leave your side...don't you?
When the merest giggle entices
My whole being to tremble.
Oh, let us just pretend.
Oh, let us just pretend.
That once,
Just this once,
You love me as I love you.
Because, if we united with such emotion,
A nimbus of blinding light would envelop us
Destroying all those shattered dreams,
Forging a new energy so incredible -
It would defy all boundary.

The Wind And The Rain

You are my wind.
Floating merrily along, caressing my cheek -
Dancing in wisps of air along my body!
You are tangible, but often I cannot see you,
As you are beyond my reach,
But always in my thoughts...

I am your rain.
Forever lashing at you in torrential downpour -
Droplets of gloom and watery depression hitting you!
I am tangible, and you can always see me,
I am forever in your reach,
But never in your thoughts...

...please, I want the weather to change.

Moonsong Part Three: The Trance

My eyes close, but my mind dances
To the inner beat that joins with the sound
That is all around me.

It is a journey I take,
Without even moving,
Dreams and spirits unite to carry me.

The soft piano tingles,
The echoes of guitar mingles,
The drums and the trance begins.

Heart's blood flows,
My body trembles and moves,
Gyrations of spiritual air and flame,
Burning and bubbling in a dancing game.
Touch my hands, unite our arms, caress my face,
Breathe your soul's movements to me in exquisite grace.

My eyes open, and my mind races
To the outer world and intoxicating landscapes
That are all around me.

It is a journey I take,
Without even moving,
Dreams and spirits unite to carry me.

The wind of the flute entices,
The strings of the violin pierces
The drums and the trance begins.

Mind's soul soars,
Like an eternal cosmic waterfall,
I rush down the rivers of sound and noise,
Aware that you are next to me, full of joys,
Kiss my lips, seduce my skin, warm my body,
Breathe your life force and devour my harmony.

This is the trance between us,
Our continual dream dance:

A union in this moonsong of dreams.