I See You

I see you in the purest form when sitting at a traffic light.

I see you in the mother cooing at her baby as she waits for the bus to come.  

I see you in the rays of sunlight stabbing the earth with warmth.  

I see you in the child staring at the trees.  

I see you in the person taking up spare change on the corner.  

I see you in the mirror when I look deep in my eyes.  

I see you in the best of myself, when I am at my worst. 

I see you in the struggle when all else is stripped away.

I feel you in the depths of my soul, a comfort on my lonely way.

I need you to be in all these places.  

Knowing this, you wait for me there.

Quintessence

Here.

look in here

it's simple -

stop thinking

stop feeling

come near

it's plain as day

it's clear as rain

let go

it's simple

pure and unprofaned.

Mine

hide It

take It out when no one is here

see It

feel It

hold It close, for It's dear

It wants to get out

It wants to be known

It knows not the cruelty It would be shown

hide It

shelter It

keep It safe

from exposition there's no escape

once out Its lost

not seen as true

once seen Its changed

then hope is through

naive, Its safe

unseen, Its sound

in perpetual waiting

Its self is bound

Disconsolate

Time flies by

you laugh

you cry

it flies on by

merciless cycle

onward marches

speeding faster.

The Reaper always gets exactly what he's after.

The Refuge of The Poet

How long since I sat outside,
in the open air,
alone?

What has passed since I gazed
upon wisps of vapor gliding across
the blue above?

What have my eyes witnessed
since they last absorbed the contrast
of sun and shadow
under the living canopy?

How long since I saw the glint of the light
reflected off the waters?

Longer still since
I was alone with the air
in intimate bliss.

Where have I been
all this time?

Have I remained tucked away
in the back of my mind?

Sheltered from the scorn of
my fellow man.

Listening for peace.

I emerge and become acquainted
with myself again,
as time and chance allow.