How do you put words
on feelings this deep
they all fall short
they cage something boundless
Language is too limited
Actions are not enough
But a look
See it in my eyes
It is in them
It is all there
In them you might see
In them you might know
In them
Reflected
Infinite
Unending
Posted under Prose/Poetry
This post was written by Michael on December 12, 2005
Feathered wings
White or black
It matters not
They walk a path
Not on pedastals
Not in the clouds
No longer above us
But here on the ground
Some see only devils
Castoffs and rejects
I see them fortunate
They walk among us
Posted under Prose/Poetry
This post was written by Michael on December 10, 2005
This is kind of an almagamation of Shadowalker and Rangers and about three other writings that weren’t posted.
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In the darkness of night
the shadows of day
a form slowly moves
observing the view
This is my life
to walk in places
others will not go
out of fear of unknowns
Here I abide
and stand firm, determined
no ground will I give
nor back will I turn
This is my home
it is all I have known
understanding the beast
makes it a beast no more
Some fear the dark
but the dark fears me
I know of its secrets
and hidden frailties
But make no mistake
about my place here
I stand in the dark
to hold it at bay
One cannot fight
an enemy unknown
or one will lose
before one volley thrown
I know the dark
it is my home
I know it well
so I will not lose
Posted under Prose/Poetry
This post was written by Michael on December 6, 2005
Every angle different
every refraction shimmers
every glimmer a different tint
every facet a new vision
What I will see
you may not
unless you look
through my eyes
I move around
constantly
looking at the angles
seeing the entire picture
Just one view
is not enough
who knows what’s hidden
if you never seek it out
Posted under Philosophical, Prose/Poetry
This post was written by Michael on December 6, 2005
Swing of the pendulum
Draw of the rune
Inner self speaks
Now can you hear her?
Quiet the thoughts
Empty the mind
Angels speak softly
Their voices are silence
When nothing else moves
When nowhere else is
She’ll speak in your heart
Advice she will give
It cannot be forced
Calm must prevail
A turbulant mind
Will hear only clamor
Meditation’s the path
Peace is the key
The question a door
The answer beyond
Posted under Prose/Poetry
This post was written by Michael on December 3, 2005
