As a child, I didn't

look for gnomes in the forest –


I looked at the moss.

One scream and a flock

of seagulls flies in, squawking –


what news there might be.

They say that I've fallen
but I didn't know
what I have fallen into or for
until I see him and her
caressing each other
while I'm holding the tune
to my curiosity
and that is how I know I've fallen
for him and not for her
because when he's looking into me,
when he's strumming
my favourite melody,
I know we were made to be together.

****, I used to feel safe flying free beneath the blue sky,
Now it feels like I'm in a cage and I still don't know why.
Is it fear?
Or just an unanswered questions,
Is it near?
What happened to the past Generations.

What's out there for me?
Tell me what you see.
Why is everything a lesson?
Why should I pray when you know the ending?

You said I'll be fine,
I've been running but I can't find the finish line.
Yes you lie
You kept me in circles, left my messages unreplied.
I cried, tears ran down the field of my face.
When you left without no trace....
Am lost under the blue sky
Questions cloud the stage of my mind
Rhetoric, I can't give an answer.
You traded my heart over the heart bank counter.
I will run
As my heart still drums,
Like my heart need saving when we are in motion.
I will fight to save the next generation.

'      Life's signs

'               and meanings

'      perceived by

'               all our senses

'                       and being's

'      foci of attention,

'               can divine

'                       from within

'                             and without.



'      That's if our inner-eye

'            isn't clouded by

'                  false-ego,

'                        self-conscious self,

'                              or doubt.

Looking through the peep-

hole in the fence, I'm growing –


into the whole world.