There's something wrong
                                            Something I cannot place
The unseen lines
                                            Now show upon your face
Your eyes are distant
                                            Almost dull and worn
What is it inside
                                            That is making you torn
I can tell
                                            What your tone says
It says, "This you cannot fix
                                            Not when nothing else does."
A hole is dug
                                            So far and deep
It seems as if your burdens
                                            Are in loads and heaps
I try my best to understand
                                            To see the way you do
Only then do I realize
                                            I don't understand or see as you do
So quickly
                                            I'll save the trouble for you
All I can offer is my humanity
                                            When I know
                                                                                             There's nothing more to do.

So young and trite is the day

Born from this new light

Creatures of the dark and mist curl and wither

Only to return by midlight

The rose afar rises and stretches

Bloodshed velvet bleeds its regal glow

Smooth tips and enticing fragrance

Dark greens, stiff and sharp as spines

Beads of water glisten and shimmer

A blood’s true jewel

Thy shadows came in thy’s slithery way

Enveloping Devil’s Beauty

Charcoal webs and silver-black imprints

Spiral and intertwine, death and blood a dangerous omen

Thy Beauty’s velvet lips decay

A cancer slow moving and fast changing

Taking over thy body in one gulp

Last, final tips of red appear before swallow

Accenting and tracing its last magnificent life

Midlight turns to midnight

Bloodlines disappear

As the wind wails through the dead

A song, chilling, unnerving to us all

Do you hear it?
That noiseless stir?
Such peace exists
With a strong benevolence it churs.

Let the mind wander,
Your thoughts expand.
Relax and sink into the unknown;
Only so far can your sanity withstand.

The beating of the drum thunders
As the night rolls in grace and silence.
Shaking of the warrior rattles sound
Winds whisper grace and wisdom.
Lights above blaze green and yellow
Ancient spirits flow like the river-stream.
The Great Bird calls down to us:
*"Listen, my Children, to water and animal.
All in harmony; for you to give and take.
Follow your guide to the path you seek"