Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
For you, once more, and forever. 💙 "A Dirty Sort of Clean" - Recorded 1/9/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I have seen…A dirty sort of clean…Paradox? Sure.But I'll take it. "Expect the unexpected." I have seen…Water running over, flowing,Spilling out as these words do now…From my mouth and from my … Continue reading A Dirty Sort of Clean
This isA world of suffering. We can never hope to receiveComfort and contentmentIf we search for it inThe material world. Love and peace can only comeFrom within and the source from which that draws,As well as from one another,In our treatment of each other,In the choices we make,And in our behaviors thusly.
It is said We are born of the soil No more than dust made flesh Destined as such to return someday Scattered as it were To every corner of the turning Earth If this is so I should hope we may one day know What it is to rise and fall To move with the … Continue reading What It Is to Rise and Fall
I am seated At the head of the table In an establishment which exceeds the standard fare my family is accustomed to I am seated I am dressed In a fine blue suit with my favorite tie Surrounded by my family and directly opposite my sister's partner of whose character I am uncertain I am … Continue reading I Am, Then I Am Not
I find myself in awe At the relentless procession of days and months How even the seconds and minutes Which seem at times too minuscule And like sand between fingers slip from perception Pile up one after another Until Before we have even realized it Half of our lives have fallen behind us And we … Continue reading A Reflection on the Passage of Time
How we used to wait For the light to filter through To indicate The day had arrived And our lives could begin Once more How little thought we gave To the passing of the stars To the motions of the moon To where it wandered During the hours When the sun was high But now … Continue reading From Dusk, To Dawn
There are some among us who Possess a sheen As diamonds But they are transparent just the same And their value Determined as such Inferred by The world outside of themselves Not always inherent in Fully realized by Their hearts There are others who Despite rough appearance Contain an inner glow That outlasts Outshines All … Continue reading Beyond the Surface
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 