Lines from the Mind

Mystery Not for the first time I sense something more It tugs at the corner of mist wrapped mind or maybe deeper than that somehow tugging at a corner of my mind that is connected to the universe. A mystery that is dark,  yet burns bright causes fear yet seems wrapped  in the deepest love imagined A journey that leaves me naked but wraps me in a wonderful light it opens, calls

Growing darkness Merges with the shadows of rustling, whispering trees Time of slow starlight reflection evolves into creation You stand cold wind edging your thoughts Looking at the stretched expanse shimmering star lights The world... universes... Made

Cold morning soldiers of dew and mist guarded the sunrise, Flower world nearly yawning an awakening birth, But not yet for this moment in time stops, somehow paused between stolen nights and fleeting days, The frozen moment thaws as stealthy sunlight warms mist to nothing.