Screaming wild eyes fierce with intensity.
Gaping seeing mouth full of verocity.
Starved broken heart full of anxiety.
Mind drenched in a deep self pity.
Peacable hands trying to fill with generosity.
Perpetuating this human cycle gathering velocity.
All the above is a life saturated with immense curiosity.
Far beyond a blood moon sky.
A split second thought within a minds eye.
The measured stepping stones of this life.
Beckoning dark boiling pools of trouble and strife.
Why does our will and our desires,
Keep luring us towards wild destructive fires?
Planned foot aligned feet carefully placed.
Aligns our life @ a measured safe pace.
The lure of activity in chaos we try seek.
Drowns out planned actions that we glibly speak.
Wisdom is keeping focused on this lifes prize.
Pathway steps to spirituality we realise.
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Two scribes on the cave wall,
One yesterday, one long before.
Letters the latter, graphics the last.
Both represent a time to future from the past.
Anonymous scribe the picture the thread,
Letters a suicide the name not clearly read.
Intentions and motives long now lost.
As we try to translate the messages embossed.
The reach through time past, present, future.
Of hand print impressions and lettered features.
Both scribes with much that was left unsaid.
Are not present now as both scribes are dead.
A third scribe looks to the future from present reach.
A message thats bold impression letters now to beseech.
As artists we are simply just present day scribes.
Impressions on cave walls of our simple mundane lives.
The crimson vital fluid of a mortal man,
Aligning succinctly with the blood of the lamb.
Intrinsically interwoven our journeys end,
Seek spirituality & honorability as friend.
A simple life of humility & deep valor.
A wealthy king or a meek flower seller?
Our affluence, wealth, station social class.
Determines nothing on a journey to now outlast.
Being Kind, good, peaceful, loving & gentle.
Salient qualities that we should all try strive for.
Will show us to be recipients of lifes prize worth.
walking this cramped road from death to our birth.
Life can be seen in a grave yard tree.
Dancing rainbow wave spray in a backlit sea.
A hummingbirds stare through a window pane.
An immenent storm smells the advent of rain.
Signs of life obvious to the watchful mind.
Between dark shadows the light you will find.
Lifes silent sadness more ruckus than laughter.
Smiling back at life will never ever end in disaster.
Look for life in a moss covered autumn floor.
Life is near even when we are cold to the core.
The suns rays permeate our periphery vision.
To love life is an observant conscious human decision.
Wildetecture coralscape architectural urban landscape. AI envisaged by wildetect 2 of 3.
Use whatever tools available to get whats in your imagination into the real.
Poetryiin aesthetic.
Vast inky sky provokes the moon light.
Earily silent is still dark sleepless nights.
Nothing to say with experiences insight.
One win-in won begins the ruinous fight.
Move towards peace our only beacon bright.
