The unyielding blade

in nature and all around
the force finds the rooted mount
and they battle for eternity
the yin finds the fabled yang
and their dance continues to date
such unperturbed antagonism
like what has brought us here,
a war of the minds
unsheathe your mind
so we may yet duel!

its a world of ideologies

where beliefs drive actions

And the desire to universalize

What fate befalls the uninquisitive

Like the river that floods and washes all away

They ride the tide of the bold

And are swept and drowned in folly and  ignorance

They seldom did

Unsheathe their minds

For the world is here to duel.

unseal that blade

let it whet upon the stone of knowledge

It may yet drink on the fount of wisdom

And run with the wild winds of imagination,

Let it loose upon the challenges that bedevil your path

And slowly you will forge

A juggernaut that cuts on all sides

A mind worthy of its name

And upon the the worlds greatest of questions

Unsheathe it

And let the duel ensue

Only You

On a day such as this please find
that safe place you’ve always yearned
when you stretch your hand and reach for it
and if you work hard to earn it
the door shall rise to let you in
once within you will find
you and only you shall it have.

Not the hard ground that hit your foot
Nor the cold winds that froze your hands
Will you ever remember or see
My arms will be your true home
They will rise and usher you in
You and only you shall they hold

As your rosy lips tremble in fear
Uncertain of what the future holds
Soon the tranquility will reassure your fragile soul
The walls will keep all at bay
As we live forever in that place
that you and only you will have

I am your everything, your safe place
If you will have me, I’ll be your all
For in my heart I’ve decided
Ill have you and only you.

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THREE BLIND SISTERS

It came up
In a chat among friends
Like once did,sages of the past
A discourse on destiny
As if by fate...

On the one hand
The gods cast a die
And upon the canvas
Drew all possibilities
In indelible ink

And like water in a trough
They know but one route
That leads to their downfall

In equal magnitude,they observered
Chaos is the guide
Like a pebble upon the waters
Each choice turns the future
Its the turn of time
Where freedom is eternal
Anything can happen
Without a doubt.

A synthesis emerged
Suppose like in a chess board
Freedom exists
The rules however are destiny
The sky to some
The miracle of the gods
Drives the world's order
And contains trancedesce.

OF GOD AND HIS

The bees know of God
they feel his fragrance
in the flowers and nector
as it casts forgiveness
on they that dare breath

In the fern and the fractals
the crystalline dew drops
form a mist that veils
the world within and joy without
to the perceptive
a joy untold oft unfolds

THE MIRRORED BEWILDERMENT

That all knowledge hitherto
Is but smoke rising
An effacing shadow
Upon the cave walls
Where prisoners sing in jest
To crown the sharp among these
And name them king

I fancy those mirrored walls
That tower about me
I see all I must and more
But to this there is more
This but a hypnosis realm
A world of illusions
A place of bewilderment

And so i journey to the waters
And see myself reflected
The moon and the stars
I climb to the summit
To behold the sun
And submit to her splendor
She illuminates my sight
As truth lights my knowledge

THE ENUNCIATION

Let thy tongue
Churn the waves like Neptune
To bring forth the envy
of the moonlit lunatics
Lull the masses with diction
Let them delve deep
And know thy soul

Articulate thy vehement feelings
To bring forth the inner sophist
Whose logic is beyond reproach
Words hold the means to meaning
Pregnant with potential
Ensnare their essence
String your words like a master poet
And throw your listeners into utter frenzy

The world is for the orators
Whose speech hold sway
Find them forever enthroned
In the minds of their followers
Like a message etched in stone
They are this world's master
Those that muster creative talk
Our minds, their playground

CHECKMATE

I want to find home
A place of still desire
Where ravenous ambition is slain
And hidra heads lie smote
Upon the alter of mortality
Give myself entirely
To such a blissful existence

Or shall I forever wander
In a wilderness of depravity
Riddled by guilt and deep darkness
Wherever I look about me
Melting shadows smother my peace
The desire to rise above
Is a thought in the wind
A hesitant shrug

The herald is upon my door
The die has been cast
And not a gambit up my sleeve
The fork unwinds menacingly
Daring me to make a damning step.