As the sun hammers its blazing heat Upon the drying clay and sand I find some shade amidst scattered stones On the horizon I see a tree Reaching into the sky As I walk I trip on scattered bones I’m a hundred miles from nowhere I hear echoes of a knell I’m a hundred miles from somewhere Where hungry creatures dwell The moon shines quietly in the eve While the nightlife stalks its prey And I stagger on to find a tree It’s out there waiting patiently Knowing I’m on my way I continue my quest, patiently Today the sun is even hotter Than it ever was before I wring…

Time has long since passed before me As I dreamed of what would come Sometimes sitting alone in darkness My mind has grown weary and numb Desperately seeking inspiration That special something of mind That comes and goes in a blink of an eye I can’t have left it far behind Castalia! Weep, let me drink your tears Cascade across my sullen fears Pour on me your inspiration That I may create for years Give me back a meaning for my life So that I may carry on To share with the rest of humanity The reasons for any song Castalia! Flow, for Muses’ sake So that I may lie…

“White and full of life it was. Brighter than light itself; it came as a brilliant flash. I took a deep breath and sighed in exasperation — it seemed as if forever… And they called it a super-nova; I called it magnificent.  And, though not as quickly as it had come, it faded.  The colors of all that were alive filled the sky — then it was gone…” The night sky lit up The glare broke through the darkness Stars and the waning moon faded away For a moment time stood still As sometimes it will It came as if to stay Things will come And things will go And…

The whisper of the wind The roar of the ocean Telekinesis Is mind in motion Power over weakness Mind over matter The end or infinity Mind lost in the latter You can taste, feel and see Body working in harmony Used to advantage or defense The power of the mind’s much more intense Telekinesis Turns thought into action Sensory deprivation A delayed reaction Imprinted images Photographic memory Brain cells impaired Useless machinery…

It glows — it grows It reaches out to those who care It hardens and slows Always without a spare To keep it growing Just a little bit longer Abused and alone It seeks out its own kind Strange and unknown It must try one more time To find love And become Just a little bit stronger An ancient force Of dying power Seems to fade Hour by hour But all it takes Is a little bit of patience For all it knows It’ll find the power To carry on — Carry on with its dreams…

In the heat of the night Run rampant our thoughts So we cage them in the light Held at bay by our pin-striped minds Surrendering to shadows of doubt We close our eyes To the world we see We’re so frightened by the glare Escaping to and from ourselves Hiding the enemy within Feigning consciousness of thought Confronting obscurity With an open mind — Open to imagination… And a sealed door Closed to those Who have no dreams… In the reality of light Deception has such might Unleashed upon innocent minds Those ignorant of its power soon find They are victims of their own doubt We open our eyes To…

(Trainer of Thoughts) Careful concentration And silent contemplation Shall guide you through A world of fascination… See not with your eyes Hear not with your ears Utter not a single sound Don’t believe what you’ve been told For the truth you may already hold Or, indeed, it may not be found. Let the imagination run wild As it did when you were just a child! Now live out your dream To its full extent But if you stop it short You’ll lose its whole intent. Thinker Dreamer Unsure believer Be your wonder Live your thoughts Experience your dream…

Here I am again Trapped in empty space I wonder who I am And why I’m in this place I am silent peace Growing and unknown I wander throughout time Without a place to go I don’t exist But without me Nothing else would be I cannot be seen Yet I cannot hide How can I be so full And feel so empty inside I am loneliness Immune to night and day I am the Universe And I think I’ll be okay…

Standing on the edge of the Pharaoh’s tomb Wall emitting light The natives know they all are doomed They stand motionless with fright No one moves — timeless waiting Amidst the anxious night… Silver and gold As they were told Lay buried amongst the dead Yet they knew What they must do To take it all instead An ominous feeling hangs in the air The natives turn and flee Those in greed tremble and stare In frightened disbelief The crypt is opened slowly with care Photographers stealing the scene Vicious colors of amber and red Startling evermore Growing strong in the Pharaoh’s den The light takes shape and form A…

I woke up this morning To see the sun come up Not knowing if it would come up again I watch the birds fly by As they sing their little songs And they watch me as if I was their friend “Come be with us” they called “Experience our life” But I knew that it could never be “Come take to the skies And be with us awhile You can fulfill your wildest dreams…”