Poem – Shadows

Thoughts and memories buried deep
in our minds originating from time so long ago
and across vast distances we become lost in the
numbers and mathematics, but the light and energy
is seared and imprinted like a birthmark of unknown origin.

And we may not know or discover this deep knowledge and history
until some external stimuli, perhaps a sight, a smell, or music, burrows
into the locked portals and brings to light the shadows grounding
our origins to this place and beyond.

Poem – Until Nothing

As concrete melts into dirt and grass
and skyscrapers become pine trees,
I fall into the snow and promise
myself to stay until spring.

As the snow continues to fall,
I am covered until I become
the snow and the earth and
the roots of spring’s growth.

What was a full mind
is replaced with snow,
ice, and water dispalcing
everything until there is nothing.

Poem – Empty Fields

When this life’s pace and chaos
become too much I know where I can turn.

I return to my roots,
I return to the empty fields.

Here is a clean slate waiting
for the mind to create.

They offer possibilities,
an endless space to chase and capture dreams.

This is where the mind can exist
without limitations or boundaries.

This is home.

Poem – Perception and Desire

The empty field of snow and shadow,
a reflection of the desire and intent
to start the day new and leave behind the past,
build the best path into the future.

To become what the mind desires,
the field is waiting and as an extension
of you and as a plane of existence in
universe, it is limitless.

And it is yours.

And all that you allow there.

My field is filled with snow,
surrounded by trees,
beneath the cold, harsh sun,
and shadows haunt every move.

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Poem – The Physical Manifestation of the Mind, Part 1

The air I taste and breath
surfaces sharp and distinct
memories from a time I had
forgotten.

Across the empty fields
losing to the shadows
the land becomes the physical
manifestation of my mind.

I walk around and examine
each thread, each connection
some are familiar and soft
some are foreign and sharp.

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Poem – Uncertain

“I have been here before.”

A distant memory surfaces
detached from the here
and now I fail to place
when and where.

Uncertain I have become
of my place in the physical world
bound by rules and limitations
choking and smothering the spirit.

That sunrise knows no bounds
stretching beyond what I can see and
I believe it is my mind listening
to the music of invisible particles

on a non-stop journey through infinite space
and existing in the sight of those who are ready.

Familiar and Uncertain

Familiar and Uncertain

Poem – The Mind Focusing

If my mind were turned inside out,
flipped, and away from the lantern

in the middle of one field, I imagine
when I gained some semblance of control

it would manifest as the mind realized
in another field coming into focus.

The Mind Realized

The Mind Realized

Field Coming into Focus

Field Coming into Focus

Poem – Release

I awoke – from the ocean
pushed deep from the
waters weight I could
not breath, I could not move,
and I could not see outward,
but in my mind I swam
freely through images, and time,
experiences, regrets, and loss.

I held these close to my heart
to my fractured mind until I
became consumed, distracted, disconnected – lost.

Only when I released you
did I awake from the ocean.

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