Sleep not my eyes for we have little time to see
The glorious world before us is no mere fantasy
Instead of an hour of the vista being shut and dead
Learn, live, and love in this dream-filled reality
And observe the light outside the realm of the bed.
Lasting light outside of mind, but a dream of clarity.
-Wren
Thursday, 17 January 2013
Tuesday, 15 January 2013
Howling in the Rain
Glassy mirror shatter unto the sky
Tear the clouds, drain the rain
To the storm with a mad cry
Then a throat-lumped sad sigh
Wash away clear of the pain;
See shine of the sun once again.
-Wren
Tear the clouds, drain the rain
To the storm with a mad cry
Then a throat-lumped sad sigh
Wash away clear of the pain;
See shine of the sun once again.
-Wren
Friday, 4 January 2013
Spiced Apple Chai
On a dark, dreary, drizzling night,
By windows mirroring lamplight yellow
To heat again a cold lonely soul
Asked a spiced apple chai that night.
The tang permeates from the cup;
Remembrance of autumn harvest,
Warmth of herbal aromatics best
Comfort of a blanket in a cup.
With a spoon heap of sugar
And another, and another.
The resuscitation again completes
A heart that was tired and deplete.
-Wren
By windows mirroring lamplight yellow
To heat again a cold lonely soul
Asked a spiced apple chai that night.
The tang permeates from the cup;
Remembrance of autumn harvest,
Warmth of herbal aromatics best
Comfort of a blanket in a cup.
With a spoon heap of sugar
And another, and another.
The resuscitation again completes
A heart that was tired and deplete.
-Wren
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