Speak now, o unknown Self
Know the light within, abound and distracted
Reflecting
Upon endless ends
Of time
Of space

I see, the blindness looming upon my eyes
Allow my revelation, o Moon
Allow me
To see


Cry within

Illuminated Dreams II

Sleep well, and dream of the unknown that I yet am
And let me be, there, with you, illuminated by the moonlight that falls ever so gentle on your sweet, sleeping eyes

I can hear you speak now,
I can hear your soft whispers,
Whistling through to me,
Upon the seemingly, unseen wind,
That I see

Illuminated by moonlight

Illuminated Dreams

Moonlight upon my face,
Upturned and creaseless

I remain thus, as hours pass,
And the night softer becomes

To lull me asleep

To see,
Illuminated dreams

What's the point?
Of glancing upon the hands of time,
As if they would stall
And say, hey!
Where'd you have me be today, my friend

Perhaps, a moment with yesterday

To live, once again
For the warmth
Of fingertips
Trailing upon palms
Mine

It's lovely, isn't it?
The eyes that speak
With images of worlds
Soft, and wanting

Moon, begone
Want me not
Let me forget, destiny
I cannot attain

Leave me be, with my Sky
I concede