Poetry

[Protonexus]

Were there a way to grasp you
I wouldn't dare to try it, nor
Even if a petty coax or two
Would bring you to my door
As time rolls on so does love
Unchanging but never the same
Gliding in air like two doves
Unconditional love without shame
This is free flowing never ending
Unrequited would belie me
To you I am expressing
This grace, simply to be
Effortless in motion, forever
Evolving to suit the moment
All the words, blunt or clever
Couldn't tell this exponent
Love that feels older than time
Yet fresher than morning dew
How could it be more sublime
I will share it all with you
Fly free in the winds I have brought
These words I weave are found
Because I have you in thought
Fly even with feet on the ground
Bring me to my knees instead
I'll be no more worried
Than if I left a word unsaid
What need to be hurried
Timeless is my way and path
Let the tide carry us away
Souls and waves in a warm bath
If that is all we do, no dismay
A circle drawn in the sand
No more permanent than I
Love undying is far more grand
Your beauty is forever in my eye

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I am alive, why is it that I dream to live by dying
Trembling in creation's turbulence is my birthright
Through the loss of imaginary roots I am free by flying
Not lost, floating by virtue there is nothing to flee or fight

I am not a god, but I was born to be one
I am my own deity, but I cannot rule
I am only a piece of infinity, a thing that can't be won
Washing over me in waves, I am shaped like a tool

No hardness left I become as water
Passing through any obstacle without effort

In more ways that words can describe, I subsist
I am shaped by a shapeless self-deity
In this relationship between It and I - I exist
Always in motion, awash in the void of piety

I am all of my parts, not any single one
Focus shift determines reality
I am multiple simultaneous realities as a sum
I am past, present, and future in multple possibility

Nothing at all, yet everything
Contained in the same space
Running in place toward nothing
As water returns to the sea at its own pace

I shall return to myself
Back to something I never left
To die again another day
Awash in the nameless I float away

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With hallowed places in mind
A fantasy world in place
Falling forward, from behind
A subtle push to keep pace
Tattered rags, fractured dreams
Wounds for all to see
Gathering flowers and sunbeams
Smiling face and full of glee
Its hard to understand joy
Burning up in flames of renewal
Its better than buying a ploy
Planning out your own funeral
A moment of thought
The thought of a moment
Beyond time we're taught
This is the end of torment
One moment fodder for next
A never ending story
No need to be perplexed
For there is no glory
Waiting for nothing
Swallowing all that is
Dreaming for awakening
The purpose is this
There is no I before all
We, you, I, they; are the same
Every way but the small,
In every thought without blame