THE QUEST

The darkness envelopes me,
Overpowers me,
I think I'm going blind.
Dark shapes pass by
They grow darker still.
I feel my vision slipping away.
The stench of darkness
Is thrust painfully into me.
The pervasive cold
Chills my bones.
I soldier on...

Dont call me purposeless
Remember the devine cause.
Dont call me blasphemous
Your rules arent mine.
The purpose lurks elusively
With it, I can find my vision.
The dark shapes will wither
In context of my consciousness.

I see the light.
Not a star, its a flame
Burning away the darkness.
Not fragrant
But sucks up the stench.
Not beautiful
But purifies the sense.
Not harmful
But extinguishes the darkness
In its wake.

I was never blind
The darkness deluded me.
I was never lost
The roads confused me.
I was never purposeless
The quest the purpose.
I never expected to finish
'Cause quests never end.
They only begin
Again and again.

Beautiful Life

Love spills over,
And the fragrance awakens
Lost dreams and old memories,
New hopes and bright roads.
Laughter resounds and music plays,
The brightest star twinkles,
Fears submerge in the vastness of a smile.

Could I but hold this moment,
Preserve it forever...

Life's beauty rains over me,
I see it in a moment,
The beauty that waits to be seen
Past a million such moments,
Past a million sad thoughts.

All that can fade away
Reemerge like a waxing crescent
Cyclically, a million times.
But life's beauty
Is in this moment.