A Forest in Time Forgotten

A forest in time forgotten,

Through all the ages believed to be non-existent,

A simple legend that held no truth,

And in all the distant lands so many have traveled,

Never once reported,

To have grown tall from the days of it’s youth,

Now, we stand surrounded,

By solid scenes of it’s wood,

Thick portions of it’s un-traveled earth for years have seen life reside on it’s plains,

Someone must name this such forest,

Take into account it’s mystic mystery,

Which now in our path finds it,

Only steps ahead,

Soon we can see it’s wonders,

That hides deep within,

Discover new horizons,

That now include seductions of colorful sin,

So found,

All surrounds the simple belief,

None the less,

The secret resides in the passages recorded over time,

The elders take care…

The forest finds us there….

                        K.

Secrets

In natures imperfections we find,

Secrets,

Made of unbreakable stone,

Each holds,

Some of the most powerful elements,

Able to only be contained by the very will of it’s beholder,

In this absolute true existence,

Another way we discover,

How perfection is defined

Distinguished from every other kind,

In faith is found a clarity,

Unequaled in all time,

One instant,

Of bliss to experience,

At no other place will time or space allow such an event to ever present itself,

Selected,

Are thee who are given this honor to perceive,

Miracles seen each minute now passing,

These surroundings long ago created,

A crystallizing act of relation,

Between these objects of substance,

And science,

Now,

Another moment frozen,

As time stands still,

Standing here now,

In a collective silence…

                                    K.

The Adventure

The adventure soon to be embarking,

A travel into futures time,

Anticipation fills my mind,

Waiting,

So Impatiently,

Wanting it all to begin,

And end, all in one day,

So to say,

Dreaming of another Universe,

Constant Continuation of reality,

Knowledge,

And pursuit of new friends,

New religion,

Start anew, Memoirs and poems of you,

Following destiny,

Into realms of Supremacy, Some things once said to me,

And now, for Days and even more hours ticking by,

The means, the need, to travel far yet again,

For good reason, New Seasons,

And Paradise, For body, For Mind,

Spirit and soul,

To be designed,

Sometimes tomorrow never ends….

K.

Instrument

Instrument,

In and about necessity,

In order for creation,

All that may be seen,

Close your eyes,

As if to dream,

Become,

And surrender to trust,

Rely on more identifiable lust,

Subside,

Allow it to take hold again,

To evolve with creativity and fire,

Embrace desire,

Among tales of fortune and fate,

In order to arrive,

Derive,

One must not be late,

As followed,

And now addressed by name,

Traveled through hallways void,

And lacking of hope,

Obtaining then,

True sense of feelings,

Fantasies and hope,

In dreams…

I suggest,

Believing…

                                   

K.

Tempests

Tempests following black clouds forever falling into our memories,

Twice timed and two times folded along melodies missing words,

Empty,

And space grows even more vast,

Who tells time correctly?

Or is it all inaudible,

Knowing measurement precedes old discrepancies of faith,

All sound, halts,

To allow only for silence to dictate,

Surrounds and envelops all,

Why our tendencies to fall?

Helplessly, giving all,

Never knowing until all is lost,

More often than not,

One,

Many bright twinkled lights, formidable so to squint as the brick backdrop glows red,

Curtains pulled, a naked scroll hung on the wall,

Now a new found home,

Sits alone,

Lights and windows facing,

All apparent underwear lacy and beauty,

Left untouched by these hands,

Words, become broken only by the sound here,

One man, Mechi Sidek, to stand, whispering wind

Contributing to the silence,

Logic,

Thoughts fluid,

Mystic, and mysticism,

Fruits of life, spoken aloud,

Piercing the eyes which follow his and my, every move,

All things said and collected,

Tonight to stand, well recollected…

                                    K. 

Perfection in new beginnings

Long it’s been since achieving this,

Yet only small things done,

And spoken so softly,

Mind, now approaching crazy rapid release of idea,

And thought,

Words shared, with such meaning both painful,

And in new discovered hope,

Old faith found once more,

As well as promise that each day anew,

Given a prophet second chances to posses truth,

Light, another tired time becoming,

Destination soon not knowing,

Where to be,

Today, a  pure happiness,

And twice now revealed,

Quality,

Purpose,

Alongside possession,

A discovery of substance,

A reality,

Unreal,

Only now to resolve and obtain a certain balance,

Of being,

Of seeing,

Of feeling,

In this progressive present meaning…

And in the end,

Ultimately,

Truth in achieving,

Peace…

(perfection in new beginnings)

                        K.

10.02 CR 

Shapes

Magical Shapes lifting high above landscapes swiftly bounding just below,

As land appears happy,

Clouds change from green to sea blue,

Motionless, then, movement, as it only appears to ebb and flow,

Distance traveled,

Mistaken remedies to answers unknown,

Aloft from thee,

Our past long decided,

To only go back,

Now that time has shown,

Revealed now these secrets,

Withholding signs of forever’s release,

A dark beauty held surrounding your eyes,

Followed patiently into silent nights, Repeated,

As always and thus again by our suns rise,

Living days seem to grow short,

True melody, drifts slowly,

When rhythms began,

Receiving,

Now obtaining one’s knowledge

Each time as places pass,

With journeys sole independent existence,

New ways of embracing hope,

Allowing subconscious themes into reality,

This time, at rest,

Our common desire,

Necessity,

Which is never to be,

Questioned,

Duplicated, or Redesigned,

Yet believed by some,

Great answers to mysteries there we will find…

                                    K.

Messages most times

Messages most times,

Always following all the reasons,

Folding seasons remote to our sight,

Years pass, dark, to light,

Then back again,

Pictures,

Meaning,

Polished once,

Now receding,

Fallen down, wanting so much to stay,

Aware of knowledge which begins to complete,

The message started on the street,

We spent our youth,

Where do we find the truth,

Passageways lead towards the peace we possess in sleep,

Subconscious journeys foretelling such things,

Complete,

Waves,

Dreaming manifestations,

Our once before,

And now again,

United nations of hope,

Songs sung along present, as well as in triumphant pasts,

Possess new meaning,

Abstract reasoning,

Absolute feeling,

As one,

Power now, where power belongs,

Words next, never to finish,

No time to be done,

Thoughts,

Messages most times, for me,

A lapse in reasoning, for others,

A chance to understand new ways to close their eyes, and Imagine…

                                    K.

Introduce me

Introduce me, to this frame along some new place,

New race,

Of what we pursue,

Understanding,

Collecting our faith,

Course we travel true,

Simply searching for some new way,

To experience peace,

To embrace the days,

Songs sung blue,

Mistaken memories dividing this decided fate,

All along these dreaming tales,

The choice like stone,

Remains unchanged,

Most selections call close to my given name,

Not ever are we allowed the chance to complain,

Stranded, in a city of many missions,

Made to own these decisions of which I have made,

One prize to be claimed,

Embark on this journey in a direction which risks number amounts,

Thoughts feeling so strange,

Guiding my time,

Leading me your way….

                                    K.