sshhh...It happens... by Alchemy-Of-Sound, literature
Literature
sshhh...It happens...
Soft words happen upon a distant shore
To travel as sunlight opens even more
the warmth connecting, embracing all who stand in communion
all who hear even though not to listen
the gold syllabels pour out
full of thoughts that gleam and glisten
and sparkle their triumphant way home
for one last voyage to your door
In this crazy old world
all i can offer is my sincerest art
and hope,
hope that those soft words find an open heart
Would you throw caution to the wind
dear butterfly children?
And await the hurricane of what must be
when you spread your wings
in the garden of decay.
A white rose for each one who stood up
who said "you do not speak for me!"
What shall be if I just let you have your way?
What smells sweeter than the justice of time?
for youth taken, ever more regained
to suffer truth at all cost
and to gather ye rose buds while ye may...
Am I hearing things? by Alchemy-Of-Sound, literature
Literature
Am I hearing things?
Dear voice through the undergrowth
what sweetness do you bring?
on your silent whisper
that gives birth to every living thing
I can almost hear you
far softer than you have ever been
What lives without your touch, your caress?
The heart is overgrown
rank with years of toil
with all that I've tried to impress
with the spoils of my breath unknown
Dear sweet voice that follows me
to the depths of my dispair
A lone companion when sights are unclear
A single word through the undergrowth
Blessed is your fair heart
I hear
We hanker for transformation
like moths dead set on the sun
ever fluttering
ever muttering about where we've been
I too flap my wings
as if to say
look at me, I'm almost there
not quite...
bright light affects my flight
no denial about my pursuit of that golden ray
And so hestitate to procrastinate
on my way home at night
Falling...
A moment in space
caressed by the air
freedom in seconds
a giant leap
Oh God! Falling...
Suspended in mid air
what goes through your mind
in such an open place
Do you make peace
with the thought that you are going to die?
Is there a smile on your face
Scared sh*tless
Calm terror of the moment that will come for all
Do you get consumed
or do you begin to fall?
Are you able Cain
to see broad daylight?
the sun returning after night times rest
What would impress you more,
what you cant resist
or at best
the feeling youve been here before?
Dear brother Cain
Am I?
Are you able to admire tall trees and silly fables
Is this all there is?
Does it matter theres no fire?
Are you for hire?
Do you tire of all this desire?
Ah look at that son blazing bright
always striving to do just right by everyone but himself
Dont concern yourself with trivial wealth when all around is gold
Just pick it up, midas man
and watch it sold off by those who can not see it
They who are dazzled by the reflection
Listen if you will by Alchemy-Of-Sound, literature
Literature
Listen if you will
Ah glorious sound
the whisper of the divine word
Silence, the caresser of all thats heard
holds out its hands and enfolds infinity with a single grasp
but it doesnt hold on
it merely holds
The tender touch of mother upon child
Angels call, the voice of the wild
Deafening inspiration
clamorous shouts of ideas and thoughts
just listen if you will
ah but theres that silence still
I...
the shortest word with the biggest meaning
in everything the most revealing word to say
to have your way
never to stay in that moment long
I know that now...
and I am never wrong
sshhh...It happens... by Alchemy-Of-Sound, literature
Literature
sshhh...It happens...
Soft words happen upon a distant shore
To travel as sunlight opens even more
the warmth connecting, embracing all who stand in communion
all who hear even though not to listen
the gold syllabels pour out
full of thoughts that gleam and glisten
and sparkle their triumphant way home
for one last voyage to your door
In this crazy old world
all i can offer is my sincerest art
and hope,
hope that those soft words find an open heart
Would you throw caution to the wind
dear butterfly children?
And await the hurricane of what must be
when you spread your wings
in the garden of decay.
A white rose for each one who stood up
who said "you do not speak for me!"
What shall be if I just let you have your way?
What smells sweeter than the justice of time?
for youth taken, ever more regained
to suffer truth at all cost
and to gather ye rose buds while ye may...
Am I hearing things? by Alchemy-Of-Sound, literature
Literature
Am I hearing things?
Dear voice through the undergrowth
what sweetness do you bring?
on your silent whisper
that gives birth to every living thing
I can almost hear you
far softer than you have ever been
What lives without your touch, your caress?
The heart is overgrown
rank with years of toil
with all that I've tried to impress
with the spoils of my breath unknown
Dear sweet voice that follows me
to the depths of my dispair
A lone companion when sights are unclear
A single word through the undergrowth
Blessed is your fair heart
I hear
We hanker for transformation
like moths dead set on the sun
ever fluttering
ever muttering about where we've been
I too flap my wings
as if to say
look at me, I'm almost there
not quite...
bright light affects my flight
no denial about my pursuit of that golden ray
And so hestitate to procrastinate
on my way home at night
Falling...
A moment in space
caressed by the air
freedom in seconds
a giant leap
Oh God! Falling...
Suspended in mid air
what goes through your mind
in such an open place
Do you make peace
with the thought that you are going to die?
Is there a smile on your face
Scared sh*tless
Calm terror of the moment that will come for all
Do you get consumed
or do you begin to fall?
Are you able Cain
to see broad daylight?
the sun returning after night times rest
What would impress you more,
what you cant resist
or at best
the feeling youve been here before?
Dear brother Cain
Am I?
Are you able to admire tall trees and silly fables
Is this all there is?
Does it matter theres no fire?
Are you for hire?
Do you tire of all this desire?
Ah look at that son blazing bright
always striving to do just right by everyone but himself
Dont concern yourself with trivial wealth when all around is gold
Just pick it up, midas man
and watch it sold off by those who can not see it
They who are dazzled by the reflection
Listen if you will by Alchemy-Of-Sound, literature
Literature
Listen if you will
Ah glorious sound
the whisper of the divine word
Silence, the caresser of all thats heard
holds out its hands and enfolds infinity with a single grasp
but it doesnt hold on
it merely holds
The tender touch of mother upon child
Angels call, the voice of the wild
Deafening inspiration
clamorous shouts of ideas and thoughts
just listen if you will
ah but theres that silence still
I...
the shortest word with the biggest meaning
in everything the most revealing word to say
to have your way
never to stay in that moment long
I know that now...
and I am never wrong