a poem in a series I've been working on.....


box "6"



we are. we are more than this. we are eternal. we are more than these limits. we are more than than all we ever dream. we are more than time. we are more than this waiting. we are more than these lessons of patience. we are beyond it all. feel me. don't let go. hold my hand. I know you know. this now is fracturing my soul. you place a band-aid over the rip and the tear becomes a scar becomes the surface becomes illusion becomes unknown. healed. we are more than this. we are more than this. we are eternal. you and I. we are more than these bodies. we are more than these words. we are more than these roles. we are more than holding on. some things are more than we ever see. my voice comes closer. it warms and comforts your soul. my voice is more than I am. my voice is answering all the desperate cries into the wilderness. it has travelled with the wind. it has travelled with the river. it has travelled thru olber's paradox and the big bang. it has danced with the whirling dervishes and prayed with the sunni and shiites 5 times a day. it was the blood of Jesus and it has fallen at the roots of the bodhi tree. we can not hold our self here in the words and songs of disguise. we can not hold our self in a world that delivers war for peace. we are more than all we know. we are eternal infinite intimate at the empasses of breaking the mold of our souls.


the series this poem is from are performed with the musical group I am in, bLIND iNFANCY... if you like this poem at all you should check out myspace.com/blindinfancy & myspace.com/deathstarflux , thanks....