Jumping in the Deep

7RayZ

soul power against the wall
is but the stories and stories
of mending eternal chaos
we are but at the pinnacle of balance
where all things meet
emoting ourselves to places
straighten the World
everything broken will land here
a wheel of torture
shall be broken
which path have you chosen?
if all paths leads back to me
together or apart
have we but yet learned
we are strong enough to make it happen
beginning or end?
the end
is the beginning

7RayZ

Our but Humble firsts
can never be forgotten.
Upon the Ocean of Peace
we all stood untied
and united
calling upon the Universe
to magnify our greatest good
sweeping into a sphere
what is left of
Love, Peace, Harmony and Justice
Awakening old dreams
and bring forth new ones
written upon a timeless point
All like memories painted into
blue hues
back drop such hiiltop landscape
kissing the sky
where waters once again
meets the sand
our spirits will ride freedom
like the ringing clarity of a bell
another morning has broken

7RayZ

borrowed and beat down
tired as the November rain calls to a past summer
given to the very life thats been taken from me
death is in my lungs
for days to stop breathing
all hope has been lost as if upon some possible
futures library shelf I still reign
miltons and rumi's words become my own as
as they sit lonely in somekind of self pity
I, like them have no more will to live
I worry about the childrens' future
I see pictures of my family and grandchildren of the unborn
what happened inbetween as all I asked
and horrors
and children people shifted to places
My energy is expended to save what is left of some kingdom
to come home
home upon some strange codex
I fear for life
by some insane's genocide
I know they have been saved I see them
I dont not fear my own life
but have a sacred intense caring for their own
sacrifice myself
for I know where I belong

7RayZ

silence and world stood still
crystal clusters of white
fell from a mottled canvas of grey
for me alone
the tall brush bent under its weight
arching together
into an innocent wooded cathedral
painted and beautiful
welcoming me to be the first
in a warm unstepped aisle of white
quietly in my lost wonderland
begs me to look through its windows
of plain colors browns and blues
my mind tired of its daily beating
hearing only my breath
finally summoned and pierced
my heart with peace

justam

7RayZ wrote:

silence and world stood still
crystal clusters of white
fell from a mottled canvas of grey
for me alone
the tall brush bent under its weight
arching together
into an innocent wooded cathedral
painted and beautiful
welcoming me to be the first
in a warm unstepped aisle of white
quietly in my lost wonderland
begs me to look through its windows
of plain colors browns and blues
my mind tired of its daily beating
hearing only my breath
finally summoned and pierced
my heart with peace

This feels like snow. :thumbup:

7RayZ

It is. I still love snow.

justam

Me too. Here's one of my favorite snow pictures from when I lived in upstate NY-->

7RayZ

Nice picture of a Mountain Ash. Kind of nature christmassy. I am uninspired by Christmas this year. Unfortunately. I am extremely disgusted at the world and its people right now. I have no other way to explain it. Cynical? No. Disappointed in the greed, dishonesty, stealing and lack of integrity? Yes.

7RayZ

Dragonfly
holding my hand
copper translucent
iridescent wings
outlined in black its
veiny structure
greeting me
in its graceful flight
its gentle landing speaks
Ive made it to you
to see me
am I not exquisite
I land at your feet.
But, my dearest delicate creature
you bring me more joy
than I bring you

justam

^^^ This has a lovely image attached to it. I love it!

7RayZ

Strange days
Changing them all
And the thing is
One stranger than the next
Everyone blind
To change
As its signals
from the
Clouds
Life
And confusion was
Meant for these days
When we
Slipped through
The stream
There is a place
everyone knows
My name
Its called home.
And yes,
my soul is warm and full of light…
In a cave
called this cold and dark world.
I only wish to move forward
I see you split broken
running you around
Here...giving to you
my greatest gift
while staying behind
GO
the universe is open
To infinity.

7RayZ

justam wrote:

^^^ This has a lovely image attached to it. I love it!

Thanks justam! I try to write how I feel when I commune with nature, people seem to like those writings the best. Although, I have a story with my morning meditation and communing with nature, then stepped in goose poop.

7RayZ

All
I could do,
As I watch you from the window.
How I love you, how I love you.
My God!
If you only knew.
how
I
Love
You.
then
See...
not so to far, comforted by a split second
When I see you here.
You see.
the pictures
On top of the mountain.
Can you see me?
Behind this glass?
Does it matter anymore what we look like?
Like we are all just trying to make it home,
There you stand
One more time on passing by,
how I missed you
How it ALL tortured my soul.
See Ive always knew you were here.
The tears roll down my face.
How I wish they would stop.
Why is this so painful?
One more crazy trip,
like crossroads
I cannot stand the barriers between us.
Here we are in quiet.
Here we are.
How I wanted off that bus,
How I just wanted to run to you.

7RayZ

Eh, wrote that after seeing Doctor Zhivago.

7RayZ

Waiting in the Sky

On his back he lay,
Waiting.
Spread your wings
its your freedom
please
There are people
Waiting.
Along the shore of body,
on the edge
See them?
I remind him.
show me
Up into a brightly hued
You are still...
the Breathless Spectacular.
Evangelos ...he said
a word from a long time ago
to remind me.
to remind him
I speak truth.
They had thus seeked you.
Now they feel and stand
Glistening
Amongst your Light
In your presence guiding...
wrapping them in your wings
Guiding them upward
Slowly.
Gently.
Waiting.
Grace comes from the world below.


Alright. Im done for today. I will succumb to proper board behavior.

justam

7RayZ wrote:

Eh, wrote that after seeing Doctor Zhivago.

I haven't seen that yet. Is it good?

7RayZ wrote:

Alright. Im done for today. I will succumb to proper board behavior.

In this section of the board, waxing is totally appropriate.

7RayZ

the typical story of love torn apart by war

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TndQbf_j4ng

I actually wrote it for this beautiful man I saw from a bus window, who didnt realize how beautiful he was, stuffing beer into his saddle bags of his motorcycle after another a shit day in his blue collar job. BTW I was on the way to see PJ20 @ Alpine Valley.

Then after I read it I thought of this scene of Dr.Zhivago.

Now that I ponder the fact, maybe I just didnt realize equally how beautiful I was to see that.

DinghyDog

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7RayZ

LOL! ITs a good movie and/or a very thick book. Ive done both equally good, so take your pick. My Grandma would walk around singing "Somewhere My Love/Lara's Theme" when I was a kid. Thats what got me interested in the movie/book.

7RayZ

LOL! ITs a good movie and/or a very thick book. Ive done both equally good, so take your pick. My Grandma would walk around singing "Somewhere My Love/Lara's Theme" when I was a kid. Thats what got me interested in the movie/book.

7RayZ

Nobody likes to be alone.

Hell, I dont like to see myself alone either. Somethings in life one must accept. I believe learning being free from attachment within the impermanence and uncertainty of the world we live in one will still find he is not "alone". The ties of love never leave. It is a permanent presence. Make sense? LOL!

Stories of Love like Dr Zhivago I believe is the fascination to find Perfect Love in an Imperfect World.

The journey alone is not bad. It may even the most courageous considering we live in hostile world as long as you dont let it turn you into a terrible bitter cynic. However, sharing your own Love with others in many ways makes the journey brighter and exponentially improves the world and lives of people around you.