Sleepless Mind

Far and gone in ceaseless black, 
my raft persists in constant grind, 
easing forth and ebbing back
above the ocean of my mind.
Rowing through the torrent’s might
- the wind enshrouds with whim and whirl- 
I cannot turn my thoughts to light,
astray along a timeless swirl.
The deepened black has blotched my soul,
drenched me with its solitude,
convinced me I have no control
in vacant void that is my mood.
Though night has spun me far adrift
- stolen me like man for war-
the water’s crest bestows a gift
that furrows ‘round my flailing oar:
rippled through my own reflection, 
a window glares from solemn sky;
half a moon with soft affection,
eager as a glowing eye.

Rampant waves will pass as ghosts,
mellowed in their gentle tone;
a shepherd in the sky; my host,
from luminescent light has grown.
Speckled stars dissuade the darkness
-glistening as a brightened sphere -
tranquil silence stills the abyss,
for a moment, my mind is clear.
Sun will rise and soon I’ll follow,
-blossoming like flowers through spring -
rising from that moonlit hollow,
as free as golden feathered wings.
The coloured vision comes and goes,
circles ‘round my weary eyes,
reminds me of the unkept rose
that flourished through the nettles’ cries.
All along my faint horizon
fleeting flickers light the way;
sleepless in my weathered raft,
my mind meanders through the day.

Break through me; fill me with your light; spray me with your visions; soak me in your words; colour-in my shade; laugh at my fear; hold my hand; speak in my ear.

My thoughts are like bees collecting honey:
Soft and silent as they trace the flowers of your mind,
Busy and violent when you leave them behind.

oh-haroo:

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(via int0-thewiild)

Fairly Flourished

leaveyouapen:

Curves like canyons,
skin like river stones,
you move like roses with
the wind and stand tall
against the rain.

Your gaze is a star and I’m just
one man aging under
the sun.

For me you are vast like the
cosmos and to the earth you
are as abundant as the fresh
water that nourishes it.

Mind like a serpent’s, foolish,
delicate, sharp, I long to hold
you in my arms.

Poetry by leaveyouapen

Any must see places/recommended hikes for LA/Orange County/San Diego or around those areas? I’ll be there in two weeks!

Any must see places/recommended hikes for LA/Orange County/San Diego or around those areas? I’ll be there in two weeks!

You were one thing only: infinity. — Six Word Story