Monkay See Monkey Do

The world traveler began to see that the world wasn't everything he wanted to see
He'd wasted his time traversing the plains and finding nothing of value under the grains of sand
No buried treasures, no fossils of old, no nothing, just more dirt, more grains passing through his hand
And in the beginning there was nothing more that he wanted to do than seek out simple truths
To find all that he held dear at the end of a rope bridge, while fragile it was exciting to see what was on the other side
The world traveler was naive back then, he thought all out there, all the truth was here
In the big wide world of nothing, he could find something, some new big blue and green
Eden was gone, but he'd try to seek it out, travel on and find out who needed nothing
There is a world that you need to see that he wants you to see and its right infront of you
do you see the ways the sunlight shines through on this glorious day
So here goes the pace.

Rainbow Room

I witnessed a bunch of asses wash upon the shore

These men were witless and spoiled

Wanting too much but never having enough

They got what they wanted

And begged for what they needed

And they lived in utter excess

This is the world we see through this shattered glass

A place of nastiness

The place to seak out your truth is not with such people

Over on the other side of the wall

There sits the boy who has nothing and only seeks out what he needs

And only a few extras

He wants the moon on his strings

But he won't pull it forth to him less he screw up the tides

Its the world he see's of so many men

Who scrap about for food in the gutter

and he is thankful,

He doesn't need excess

He is happy with what he has

As long as he has life.

the world faded into black

As the script ended

and here I was on the edge

lighted by cryptic light

reading the epilogue 

in monotone

I hear the sounds of worlds

Crying out in grace

and here we are in nothing new

Old and fashionable and understated

And while the ashes may have fallen

I can look back and see the joys of sunshine

In that vast openness of possibility

Life was never to hard

When there were people like you in it

If the feeling is fleeting or if it had lasted lifetimes

It's comforting to know that such dreams

such dream are reality

and on this void

In this flash of my life I see the others like you

the friends and family

the life and joys

and underneath maybe some hidden grief

But overall the world had a spotlight

It had an audience

The drama was real

The comedy was genuine

here is the truthfulness of it all

The sweet spots in a sour world.

very few passion plays are about what this represents
in the span of a few minutes i've seen a white light
at the end of a very dark and gloomy tunnel
My soul a benchmark of depression seemed rotted and remorseful
But in the years that have passed
It has shown signs of reprisal
It has come back to its orginal glories
And joy has become a common part of the tunnels foundation
And that white light seems imminent in its powers of worth
The world is bleak sometimes,
Its passions strange
But in this solitude I have found something great
Except anyone to truly share it with
I feel thankful of my life being whole again
Of being able to smile daily and see peace and love in everything
An understanding a fun loving stamina filled sprint
Across the vastness of everything
When once I was stranded inside that darkened underground path,
Now I am free to leave it, and not discouraged when I think of it
But times go by that I dream of home,
That I want it back the way it was
But its only a matter of time before I get worried about having nothing
That I can't do this all alone
And I hope that life will find a way to help this thing along
This longing to share my high spirits.