The Watchful Self

Arrowhead sipping the colour from my eyes.
He she may not recognise me in my disguise
as a river, with my knees bent into a rush
and my arms dispersed to hide in the gush.
I'm nowhere to be found, having never been lost,
having not been taken apart and further tossed
into the oceans of other minds. Where I belong,
I drink from the wavelengths of a conscious song.
What I would call a hush, a murmur, I hear,
and see without vessels that worlds can tear
into estuaries. Listening, I am blind and deaf,
but a fingerprint on the window to the self.
I stream through, as he she wanders about
through the mistakes of believing in doubt.

Pensées

Parmi les pensées,
les pensées,
fleurs belles -
rien ne s'oppose;
Parmi elles,
la vie morose,
la vie extraite
dingue, sourire
dingue, sentiment
étrange.

J'ai peur que tu
me trouveras
parmi mes pensées,
dupe, décédé,
Une peinture inachevé
manquant des touches
finales;
sans pensées,
sans pensées.

Trop de temps;
je jure que notre rêve
je revais seul.
A notre foi,
je croyais, sûr -
folle erreure,
folle chanson,
fausse beauté
encombrée de fleurs.

Celles du Mal,
pas fleuries;
sauf les pensées
qui me reprochent,
qui me chantent
leur refrain-conseil:
Renonce-y.

Une perte, d'une partie
dont j'étais, perdu
arrêté avant d'être resolu,
trop d'espoirs flous,
l'orage après nous -
Du trou
à l'intérieur,
où sont plantées
les pensées,
les pensées.

Hymn For Today

We're all innocent souls
Trying to get by the best that we know,
Trying to feel in our hearts
What every day is like.

We're all bystanders watching
Life unwrap its gifts of grace.
Won't we all miss it
When we go our way away?

Just a little goes a lot
In our senseless stints of thought.
Does this moment seem forever,
Cause it's all we've got?

We're all innocent.
We're all pure.
Distance is reminding us
We're here but we're gone.

Faithfully, To Joy

Don't give up on the promise you were made
Never stop believing in the one you are
For to no end will you suffer and away fade,
You are saved, glad, loved close and afar.

Sentences, words on a page
And the music in the background
Oh, hello joy
You surprised me with your light.
Sunlight touches my skin
But you reach in from my soul
And touch everything around me
And make it glow.

The melody, the sweetness,
I'm forever yours, faithfully,
I never took apart my chances
But merely wrote romances
Which never came true.
In the background you lay
Smiling, never ceasing,
Always singing, always being faithful.

Tug you go, sounding golden
Never skipping a moment;
In your permeating aura
You never leave anything out.
So the angels fly with you
Bringing the light in the sky
And to the eyes of many
To hearts, and lives that shine.

Oh joy,
Ode to you,
For knowing everything
For not skipping a beat
But for getting it right
Every single time.
I know that to you
It's all the same,
Because it is all the same.

But thank you in any way, shape, form and formless.

Yours faithfully.