You lay every day.......a dreaming, peaceful thing....
Eyes shut tight...
Dreaming the night away...
Whilst others suffer......live......play
Life passes you by....day by night by day....
Life seemingly a shadow....
A funny little shadow play......
in which we all are actors...
day by night by day.....
I see those upon the street....
They are the future, the past and present
all equal for a moment...
as we pass one another on the street....
We see each other through clean eyes......peaceful eyes...unclouded...
Unharbored by our hates...
Until darkness can take us once again...estinguishing those unhateful
lights....
Darkness consumes us all.....
Takes us into it's deep depths....our minds our souls our hearts...
We let it.....
But there in the night we can see....
Our joy.....sorrow......life.....come forth...
As soft candles dance in the distance, they light us......small becons
beckoning to us.......
Beckoning to us...to stop running....stop hating...to live beyond the
limits......the night....
It is a temptress.....it is a release.....
All this we see...at some time.....we all see.....with eyes unclouded...
It may not be when we are aged...it may be very young......for in all of
us lies a complex.....living breathing inexplicable being...
We experience only what we wish.....our vision clouded by this
shell......
We fail to look beyond....
Our wills clashing with our wants.....our needs clashing with our
life...
Fail to look......and we see nothing....but a landscape.....
Oh, but to look beyond it.....to see the beauty......the
joys.....pains.......nightmare......rapture....that is life....
To see it's inexpressible wonder.....it's inner life and aura it
exudes.....to see it.....touch it....
To know......what we truly are.......
Beings....of life....of love....of hope.....of despair....of
hatred....of nightmares....
We are all these things and more.....but first we must let darkness
envelope us a moment.......and through it.......see the light.....

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Phaestian, in the year 312 AF.