The haunting winds from west swirling came, The clashed branches like chariots sounded, Driving through the air with no direction roamed, Oh’, what sadness fueled these winds I thought.
Thunders screamed from way above clouds and asked, “What do you see in the nature that surrounds you?”, And through lightning I saw the all I knew changed, And replied I “Change is the only constant.” and laughed.
“Oh’, change now from the past energies that made you sad, Flames consumed life through flesh and blood for long, They all became masked ghosts that hide deep inside you, And that sadness became the fuel of the winds that blowhard.
Fulfill dream through acts of forgiveness, for she is young, And the only one who loves you beyond her own life.” Thunders failed not in the screams and flashes that spoke, About love that hurt me and burned me and in tears bathed me.
The winds have changed, mind calmed down, thunders celebrated, From far and for reasons unknown smiles kissed my lips adorably, The morning from east spread through horizons and cleared, The darkness where those masked ghosts tried to hide.
Barefooted upon the old railroad he walked, Through known paths, planks and overgrown moss, Step over the step slowly through blazing sun he moved, The shadow amazed the curious squirrel and summer flowers.
Mind of him through unfulfilled dreams wandered, The galloping time fell back to take a breath and looked, Some passion unknown to all to his adventure gave fuel, Ah’, the forgotten youth woke up in his shadow and danced.
Mind of him passed through the past faster than light, Steps laid felt a rumble underneath upon the old tracks, Smell of ashes, fire, and grease filled the air along with sirens, Steps never left the tracks as trains through him passed.
The paused time of present in awe for its space looked, Nowhere it fit as past and present became an illusion, Some train wreck that brought down the bridge stopped, The lonely man’s dream walk upon the railroad.
The roaring river gave a new meaning about time and space, Oh’, the unknown future flourished in the mind filled with peace, When turning around the tiny pebble that fell into the river he looked, Ah’, where it will go who may pick that pebble someday he thought.
Before the plunge one shiny ray the pebble gave that told, Love lives with the fuel of hope in everlasting greenery, No dream will drown without a fulfilling thought at least, And hope always in future ways and future days reside.
I saw her kneeling in prayers, Tears through her cheeks running, Some ruined thoughts in images made her sob, Oh’, wandered mind felt her lover’s love.
Godless she is not and God never abandoned, The love she gave him, God gave her a lover, In flesh and blood, ah’, a mighty confusion, Testing her will, and again and again, she kneeled.
I saw a man in prostration deep in his prayers, A mind to divine glow connected through flesh and blood, From behind and from above I saw him from his soul pray, And in front of him, I fell as my own image from him reflected.
The images in my mind blended and blurred, Dreams lost beginnings and end in fantastic reality, The tests she faced made her feel in enchantment, A lost soul but God’s reason of love she shut her eyes to.
In the chaos, all he became was a stubborn melancholy, The one path in worldly chaos of choices, ah’, forked, The felt aches and shed tears made them both strong, Lovely world, wonder-filled world, failed them both.
United the spiritual world stood and promised, Heavens and glory beyond every imagination of her, The princess, the sweetness, the emblem of love, She kneeled and prayed to heal his aching heart.
Somedays like a happy man I feel, Though happiness is something that hates, Me from my conscience and my soul so fragile, And mind garlands a weeping face with happy tears.
As for myself for dream fulfillment I fashioned, To be seen in her mind’s eyes as a lover and failed, The dreams in that mind I saw, ah’, gave awe, The fulfillment of those dreams, my life became.
Through life, my love progressed and at her feet reached, Every moment of happiness became a synonym of her, Every moment of sadness a lesson to be a better man, The final love, a dream, with her, hand in hand standing.
With her love a pride feeling facing nature and watch, The whole nature dissolve in her beauty through love, Love my life weaved gathering every essence of the known, Then unknown gained light as my universe by her face filled.
I am the river into her wonderful soul flown, What shape she chose, what color she brewed, What art she made with me, ah’, I trusted, And rested in her faithful love for me.
The unknown, the unheard, the undeserving, He is the undesired still he drew breath with love, Silence he knew not for his mind always spoke, And words he spoke in unheard ways filled with love.
Mockery of the world followed her hearing, And echoed through every vein when spoke, About love and the meanings from his heart, Ah’ all love for him inside her heart drowned.
The folds of her heart yearned to feel more, Still took all pain in her and drowned her love, The dream fate well weaved from him she stole, And shattered it and called him a criminal.
Their life became a stagnant pond where grew, Deadly bacteria that bread mosquitos and swirled, Hydras that kept the world away, far away from truth, The dreamless life once was a flowing river of love.
Forgiveness still he sought for the love of her still lay, Deep under the stagnant pond rotting but still not dead, Well known, but wonderfully ignored beyond her senses, Forgiveness he sought for the love deep in him ached.
Ah’, with the God-given ability to perfect an imperfect life, The magnet became the language of his heart which polished, Life in magnificence of time and space at unimaginable pace moved, Where he became an ocean for the thief of his dreams to walk.
The pages of fate, Ah’, unseen by us, yet we live, Through them, sometimes we fight, most times, succumb. Through life, we write many pages into history, unknowingly, Stories and poetry, forgotten upon moss-filled headstones.
Then there are those emotions that deliver feelings, Through them all through growing life we weave, Fabrics filled with art in grandeur upon which we paint, What felt in happiness, as dreams fulfilled and as life lived,
What felt in sadness, as haunting dreams, unfulfilled, and burned, Pages every living being love to burn fast and forgotten, Oh’, I remember the ways I have weaved the fabrics and painted, Dreams with you, about you, life with you, and the burning of all.
Oh’, I wish those pages were not set on fire in a broken heart, Where the folds held scrolls upon which a poet wrote, Stories of love none ever even in imaginations dreamt, Now as ashes floating on the oceans of emotions.
When metaphors became the only option to express, Love deeply felt and from far away read, The unreturned love deep inside her heart suppressed, Oppressed herself into a doubting, spying melancholic.
Shallow dreams birthed out of a doubt-filled mind, Mindless stories about a loveless man repeatedly told, Ah’, what else you hear from those mindless wayfarers? None will stay and with gossipers smiles, they will fade.
And alone hear you will the echoes of their curses, When into oblivion they will fade and as mirages will appear, Not for long as the power of the poetry of hearts will overpower, Those echoes and will rhyme with the loving feelings of yours.
Darkness eluded minds when about us we thought. And to the lights of love shut thy eyes and acted blind, Mind in a mode of apology constantly stayed, Where conscience in deep meditation prayed.
Prayed for our hearts to unite and hands to hold each other, With stories from the brittle but happy times together spent, The paths we led took us apart and into solitude and sadness, And sadness led us to fear, and fear into anger plunged.
Shut your eyes and the world will not see, you thought? How long will you fear the love in you to become a tragedy? Some haunting past or faith in soul shall not stand, Between you and the wonders of your happy tears.
The world around me ah’, with doubts filled scratched, Their heads as you I pursued with all my passions, And the ills and screams and the labels they called, None knows the reasons why a soul who rejected I still love.
Many options, young, pretty and charming winked, Some came close and all of them as a crowd I saw, And my conscience at times painfully spoke to seek, Happiness and the struggle between me and I continued.
When nights grew short and days with warm clouds filled, Morning came earlier than even time itself thought, And that morning took the beauty of you million times more, Smiled and laid down my prayer-rug and to her I said,
“Hundreds may come and they all will go like you faded into day, For my soul and the love of my soul, none of you can feel, Read my heart and felt love of mine for her and in her eyes, I saw, The depth of her care and love, Ah’, no beauty upon earth possess.”
Turning to pray, I turned to the brightening twilight and I said, “Hundreds of souls filled with love may have come and gone, Beauty and riches and character not easy in this wild world to find, But with her love, she is the only one who made me cry in love.
Words I chose and prayers for every word, I prayed, When weaving the sentences that held my apologies, Like a chanting monk, I repeat my verses to solidify, Words from my heart birthed, wiped clean with tears.
Life may throw tantrums at you in material, and faith, Paths once planned to venture will take you to places, Strange and unknown and even in them you may find, People and events that make you glad and smile,
Oh’, in one of those moments when happiness in charity given, Find a thought, find a glance or find a scent to a past, Where I held my hope in affections and weaved dreams, Ah’, find that moment as a path to give me forgiveness.
Far away at that moment, in a tough and rough life, I will be, But the pulse of that heart every moment I will feel, And kneel I will in prayers of eternal gratitude, As thank filled heart will find ways to smile and laugh.
When thinking about the pulses of yours I feel, Ah’, those are not dreams as many of those are images, Images I love to keep in my heart where you give me love, And forever in that love, I will love you again and again.
Oh’, buried seeds of the past year’s beautiful fall, Have known nights and day like all others The ones around them wandered unknowingly, In the shivers of winter and showers of spring.
Every day she walked by alone and smileless, Through the path and the scent of her skin, Gave a touch of hope to the buried seeds, And the dried out branches ravaged by nature.
Showers of fall they blended with dirt so well, And the shells of seeds cracked and sprouted, The wonderful world in awe and muse welcomed, Leave and flowers of the forgotten seeds of fall.
Then came the silent walker saddened by some loss, Alone, empty-handed she came step by step walked, The flowers and leaves swayed not in the western breeze, When the scent of her skin they felt and brightened more.
Consumed in her thoughts with her lost love, Her energy seems to flow from her heart but unreturned, But she paused at the still-standing flowers and looked, Then she touched them with the tip of her finger and smiled.
Three flowers she touched and took her smile away and left, As if she remembered that gladness is a prohibited feeling, For the lost lover in the season of love and honey filled flowers, Astonished by her beauty and curious by her sadness, flowers stood.
Days went by, time took its toll on the flowers, as they prepared to fall, That day she came in her lonely walk, eyes with sadness filled, And the magpie on the ledge sang about the walking beauty, Her love-filled energies joined the mists of a gone by spring.
Winds stayed still and the sun brightened bigger, Summer warmed skin and flesh but heart and soul failed, To find warmth in the loveless world and darkening dreams, Her eyes scattered the summer rays where love find new-laid ways,
The flowers felt another touch and a smirk that gave them love, Why none held those soft hands? Curiosity filled the air, The wind whipped up and came to soothe her skin, As beside the three flowers she loved she sat.
Then her heart those flowers wonderfully felt, A heart once loved and with love of all filled, Soft like her fingers her heart beat musically, Every beat spoke the message of a quartet of verse.
“The worldly charms of life filled into romantic feelings, As darkness from even night stayed away in shyness, Sweetness in words, the youthful looks of a man, Ah’, filled the eyes and heart of my love but truth evaded.”
The first flower fell dead after hearing a heartbeat.
“Far he stayed as further he felt in my likes of the world, His love, sure through the language of hearts conveyed, The crooked world masqueraded my heart and soul, And his verses fell in deaf ears and ached his lonely heart.”.
The second flower fell dead after hearing another heartbeat.
“My ways were lost, masquerades of the world burned and fell, Then in my heart, his love for me so wonderfully felt, And to him I reached and no sign of him I found, I will always feel the pain he felt when through seasons I walk.”.
The third flower fell dead after hearing her last heartbeat.
Drops of rain upon the barn fell, Oh’, the blessing showers gave rhythm to peace. Then from far thunders breaking peace roared, And to the rain, I asked, “Can you wash away my sadness?”.
Rain cleared, thunders gone far but still well heard, A new tune they learned from the rain, little birds tried, Kissing and hopping from branch to branch they sang, And to them, I asked, “Can you whistle away my sadness?”.
Birds looking for another pasture flew and daylight faded, Early night stars woke up yawning and like a kitten blinked, Somewhere someone finds their blessed luck in them, And to them, I asked, “Can you outshine to hide my sadness?”.
Stars behind the clouds hid and even minds darkness filled, Sleep left when night readied the day to shine bright, As nothing I spoke to spoke, silence tried a new lullaby, The leaving darkness felt like a monster who failed to scare.
I closed my eyes and a beam of light towards my eyes came, Felt like seeing light after a long trek through some tunnel, Then an image of your smiling face I saw through that light, Oh’, my sadness left, leaving more love for you in my heart.