Lunar EyesI look to Heaven with lunar eyes. Drawn to Yin's winter sky. Gazing at the rainbow moon, all this time waiting for you. No stars to guide me or lead the way, just luanar sun amidst blackened day. Lunar eyes raining tears as I wish to find throug the years.Lunar eyes in shades of brown waiting for someone yet to found, be they gray, green, brown, or blue are your lunar eyes searching too? Has this moon also caught your eyes? Do you also wonder where am I? Does your heart too fill with fear that in this life I may never appear? Whether our time has passed or yet to come I keep my faith in the lunar sun. Heart wide open and faith in tact I continue to wait and continue to ask, "Lunar eyes seeking mine I think that now it is our time, but will I see the rainbow moon in your lunar eyes someday soon?
Brain In A BagI carry my brain in my bag, in the books and drawings a piece of me lags. My thoughts alone fill my sack so full to swelling against my back. My innner sanctum, my turtle shell, in other words my own world. Hope, emotions, dreams on the run, what's in the past and what's to come. A lifetime so far on my shoulders grows heavier as I get older. Though not always a perfect fit, I look forward to what I can add to it. I carry my brain in my bag, in music and stories maybe a mind gone mad. A forest of chaos I've the pleasure to find to help leave this sane world behind.
A Million Steps Later I wonder the miles I've put on my shoes? A million steps later and we're still on the move. Through it all though from point A to point B, my Vans have faithfully carried me. They've walked into raggedness, holes in their soles, and other brutalities from battles untold. Yet they serve as reminders of the obstacles I've beat by simply using my own two feet.