It was 5am.

I couldn’t drown the voices

Swimming in my head.

Sunrise, a breath’s distance

Brushed against my conscious mind,

Pleading for my rest.

My eyes, torn open

To the beauty in the world,

A sweet reminder.

Fading stars, rooted light,

Passing away into the depth

Always present guidance.

Lasting questions, nigh unspoken

Inscribed among the clouds

Floating discretely.

Thunderous echoes of the past,

Perilous reckoning of time,

Erupting promises to ash.

As night fades into sleep,

Dawn breaks while I dream.

My folly is thus,

In eyes emerald and gold,

Precious heart of stone.

Cherish the quiet,

Just never forget laughter,

They each have their place.

Scream obscenities,

While they claw around inside;

You will never hear.

Some desire a chase,

But I prefer the measured step,

A calm, stable flame.

Confined to my words

To anxiety silent,

For your sake, unsaid.

Tears falling upward

As rain defying your words,

Spoken in haste, lost.

You paint with colors,

And I with words do sketch

Our separate worlds.

While sometimes alone

I’m smiling brightly and yet

Feel it on your face.

There will always be a question,

A doubt, a brace, a fear.

A stir that remains within the mind.

As a wind through a willow,

Strands will flutter, without foundation.

Drifting leaves sharply set.

Backdrops against a starless sky,

Illuminated with inner lights.

Each snuffed by self-doubt.

The cool reflection of autumn’s face

Serenely ripples by.

A promise made of honey, yet lives.

Sweetest taste of peppermint,

Thus jaded, grows pale.

A beauty once bright, dims.

Hazelnut brews gently,

Calmly cracking, craving within.

A tear caressing our bond.

Night fondly rests upon the valley,

But never within our reach.

For sleep, is forever another’s prize.