Questing of a Soul...a Writer's Inspiration

Life is an eternal search for oneself. Many do not believe this because they are caught up in materiality but my friends...the search still goes on ...and on...

• The Inspiration
• The Realities
• A Different Time
• The Search

The Inspiration

universes creating

What sets me up
What makes me go
A simple word that seems to glow
An artifact from time gone by
They inspire me to write
And start a poem
I never know
Where truth doth lie

It comes like lightning from within
A second skin
Bound round my brain
Each nuance a universe to behold

The Realities

winds blowing

Relentlessly my fingers grope
For pen to write 
These moments of delight
To grasp the essence of what is
Written on the wind
Words break soundlessly
In my head and still I go on
Searching for oblivion

Away from the noises of the world
Intrude they do
Harsh realities
Reminding me I have to leave
Not yet ascended am I

A Different Time

Aged now....

Turn away the voices say
Look at your reality
Aged now
Still living in a different time
Yet bringing all together
Now as one

If you could would you
If you would could you
The race of life takes up so much
Leaving drained the one who runs
Nothing but a shell remains

The Search

game of life

Or is it just a part she plays
Upon the stage of life
Always searching for the one
Who calls to her again again

Never realizes she

That life is just a game
The cards she dealt before she came
And now there is no other way
But play them as they fall

as so it is