Quest to old age

Round and round we turn
Upon the axis of our own revolution
In the deep of a man’s heart
Over the peak of his life
Nothing he sees, that can satisfy his soul
For out of the plain and
And into the forest of his mind
The desires of a man
Can never be satisfied
For he is full and also empty of wisdom
Though he tries to understand the best he can
But he can’t overcome it
Though it’s right under his nose, but he can’t see
The integrity and honesty and pain of life
That alone can satisfy his soul
And make him quest to see old age

written on 26th Nov. 2001

My imaginations....

The imaginations of my head are beyond words,
They are un-speak able, filled with the un-holies
I try to format the hard-disk of my brain cells
And change the patterns of my bereaved soul
That I might see Life in a more beautiful way
If you know how, then hold not back and tell me
For I am at the brink of my heart and Spirit
I call upon the gods, may they answer me now
Not letting me die, in hope of nothing to come
Amen ….