I was looking in the mirror.

A gaze stared back,

right into the soul of this world.

Nothing had changed,

yet everything was different.

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The Fleet

Once you met me

High above

We were all

We were Love

Now I see the Truth in me

Oh God exists

But what does it mean?

Forever changes

Forever comes

Love is perfect

We are one

Mind Fragments


Sometimes I don’t feel like doing anything. I just want to exist. The demands of the outside world seem impossible to carry out, as I drift off in a mental sleep, dreaming of another way of life.

When this happens I fray from indulging.

Life is a journey, and we are here to experience, learn and live it to the fullest. Nothing is constant yet its always the same, as it has been and always will be, just in another shape and form. Transmuted.

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The Mystery


reveal to me

the power of purpose kept within

shine your light on my soul

so I can grow in the mode

all is here

always been

now its time to let it in

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Creation of Life

The creation of life, a perfect tune, lost in the spaces where everything blooms. Love is inside me, above and below. Show me my purpose, I am ready to go.

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I crossed the gate in the shadow of your wings

you were ready for flight

and I was going under

deep down to the core of the earth

to find what you once lost

and held so dearly

I am not afraid of the dark, you said

still you were leaving it all behind

and I was left picking up the pieces


Poetry is Sexy

Poetry is sexy

the words on the page

luring you in,

taking you under its spell.

You can feel it, can’t you?

How amazingly liberating it is, this art of poetry

touching you, deeply within.

Poetry is sexy

and so are you,

my friend.