Looking From The Window Of Creation

~Looking From The Window Of Creation~

Right there in that part of the mind where the mist connect the past
reflections of time wasted and not wasted
wast horizon in wisdom of age
to what once seamed so important now but air
the madness of youth and the mass hypnotic
but the reflection of death seamed so far away back then
We are trapped in stages of our time and our life
we follow some stream of life and taste
till a final goodbye
the rattle within through life and yet at the end but sleep
that is a reflection one would like to reflect and yet
for this soul hard to grasp in images of forever lost
We come into textures of old to hide behind fear
and yet created by whom this kingdom of madness
do you see the signs in the world order
or in a fact the blinding light of promised time
kept deep the window of creation
the secret of worth
No matter the creed or believes
the taste the same in death
but in this reflection hollow
faced by the lost of the knowledge
and to be born again and again
this to my reflection true….

©The Poet Stefan 2014-04-02

Fragile

~Fragile~

We all build on a line of time
creation folded neat to fit
and meant nothing more
than its living life
as passed its form
nothing in silence
Eyes looking capturing but yet hollow
as each pair itself
the journey from life to death
trying to grasp the essence
fantasy dreams of life forever
with passing years nothing more than lost
The fears of the souls the no meaning of its life
chained to lies to heal the dormant truth
of the faceless saint
the never ending believes
as each year reap yet another line of time
but blinded the fall of never
A breath to bring up the wall
of sanity
a capture away from the knowledge
created illusion
the mirror of all our
life…

©The Poet Stefan

Your Soul

~Your Soul~

To whom the world nothing but golden
a shell shallow
through ages of lies
the weakness used
by them in the name of blood
But nothing is forever
and the golden calf
already on fire
melting in the view
of creation
Nowhere to hide
in the name of life
the act shown
and known
ruthless behavior
What weight on the shoulders
in the knowledge of a choice
to act in good or in evil
within the words of knowledge
life goes on
So unto whom the pact
for golden glory or
eternity
paid by every amount
your soul..

©The Poet Stefan (8th of August 2013)

Summer Serenade

~Summer Serenade~

The path of time the very breath of life
in the bark of the trees
in it this emotion we all know
as the sun touches us
From the death of winter
the cover lifted
the growth of nature
a sustenance of the soul
If heaven had a face
this surely would be it
summertime the part of creation
the key an salvation
Drink deep its nectar of life
for its close to your touch
a time to hold dear
the moment
A view without destruction
a welcoming embrace
to heal us to some amount
of the time in our hearts..

©Stefan

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