Going home

I went back to my home today,
the one I'd left behind when,
unable to endure I had,
run away to never return, again.

Later, finally grounded I
felt the need for roots and so
I upped and headed home,
having never forgotten that route.

I knocked once on my wooden door,
And then I knocked again,
I knocked until my knuckles bled,
I would not force, but neither would I bend.

An hour later, when my arm was numb,
I glared at the stout doorway,
It had never quite occurred to me

that Home could also run away.

The night

The tombstone cracks, 'tis but a stone,
I lay awake and watch it,
When the moon comes down to rob the night,
I smile at it and watch it.

Yesterday I'd cried,
Perhaps tomorrow I'll bleed,
Today is already yesteday,
Maybe tonight, I'll sleep.

And when the Sun rises to punish the moon,
I'll hide from that whiteness,
I wait for the night, I wait for its darkness,
I wait for its white thief.

Maybe tomorrow, when I'm tired of light,
I'll go out and embrace the dark,
but for now, I'll ignore the sun,
the moon shines gentler and whiter.

I touched that tombstone today,
I laughed when that cold stone crumbled,
My hand is living, I scolded myself,
It would burn through the deadened marble.

I caught a moth in the crescent night,
I seized it by its wings,
It screamed at me silently,
I smiled at its captivity.

It fluttered furiously, that speck of life,
as I observed in fascination.
Tomorrow, then, for those without it,
Is borne on fluttering wings.

what matters.

The Sun will someday set,
and bring eternal night,
The stars and moon and earth will all,
one day give up their fight.

The mighty seas and human trees,
Will crumble to earthly dust,
And all that's gold and in precious hold,
Will like iron rust.

Not riches, not fame,
not trophies will stay,
Our proud possessions one day,
Will all wither away.

So why live life? Why endure?
What plants from dead seeds 'rise?
What but ashes does burnt wood bring?
What morn is born without sunrise?

A kind word dropped in a hurt man's path,
A smile on a rainy day,
The haven of a hug, a heartfelt gift,
These things will always stay.

Remember.

Think of all who love you,
Think of those who care,
Think of all who'll miss you,
And remember, they are there.

Whenever you feel like crying,
Whenever you feel alone,
There's an angel always watching,
Life's not set in stone.

People come, people go,
Friends are friendly men,
Swim along the river's flow,
And see what happens then.

Forget

Everytime a breath we breathe,
We let one go that's stale,
Everytime a book we read,
We forget an older tale.

Tomorrow, everything we know today,
Will have been lost in Yesterday.

Precious

Do not fear, do not curse,
The sufferer's not for suffering worse,
Forgive the sin, remember the pain,
Remember for when you get hurt again.

Do not resent, do not hate,
Lovers love and are loved by Fate,
Laugh 'cos laughter joy will bring,
And Joy'll bury Hatred's sting.

Life???

Hate lives in many ways, Love but in few,
Life shoots poisoned darts and Pain pierces you,
Time always wants to leave, Memories try to stay,
Death gathers broken hearts, and friends fade away.