what are you to me?

What are you to me?
I search and wander for this.

I feel you in the warmth of the sun
I feel you in the wetness of water
You caress in the glow of your skin
I feel you in the lightness of this air.

I see you in the azure of the winter sky
I see you in the red of the mellifluous sunset
You are the vision of my living dreams
I see you in the dark of a moonless night.

I talk to you in the voice of silence
I talk to you in the rainbow of a prism
You speak the language of my soul
I talk to you in the sound of our rhythm.

I still search and ponder
What are you to me?

a prayer without a rhythm

I pray from you
With
Knees bent and arms raised
Eyes closed and mind open
Body firm and soul lax

I pray from you
Forgive
My digressions, my life
My improper list of choices
My selfless list of sins.

I pray from you
Bestow
Grace of which all you command
Honour when I shall meet you
Love as that you wish me to have.

I pray from you
Consider
The tears I hid deep beneath
The shame my eyes close within
The torment, the fire around my spirit.

I pray from you
Beautify
The life you gave me
The dreams I wish to see
The death I would love to die.

I pray from you,
I pray from you,
I pray from you,
O Lord, do not throw these worthless words,
These are all I have as I pray from you.

death and despair

As this world lies beyond repair
I wonder what is obvious but death and despair.

The silent screams of the dead
And the darkened lights of the grave
Pinch somewhere my numb soul
Being a coward makes me feel so brave.

All these souls soaked in blood
These eyes blinded by a gory din
Push forth my conscience in the open
And mask it with a darkly sheen.

As this world lies beyond repair
I wonder what is obvious but death and despair.

The sky becomes a grayish shade
With the clouds being painted red
As death rains a crimson shower
A lonely hope dreams of death instead.

Fear proclaims its promised land
And wins over each flailing heart
Life sags behind a dark curtain
And wonders, from where shall it begin a start.

As this world lies beyond repair
I wonder what is obvious but death and despair.