Reason Exists Not

Lost in a sea of strange;
Up and down are different from before.
Right and wrong are confused.
Reason exists not anymore.
Words people speak have knives.
Mean not and more than what is said.
Through the thin layer of reason they pierce,
And with a fierce twist,
All within falls out.

Days

Do you ever feel as if the days are passing too quickly
and too empty,
filled with frivolous activity that doesn=t mean anything?
The dark creature rises at moments like this
and can destroy all hopes of bliss.
A ruby is every day
A fiery flame
that can flicker and die,
burn awhile
or start a fire to last an eternity

Time Softens Things

Complex life is now
remember simpler days
wonder of wonders how
it became this way

Time softens things
rounds raw edges
yesterday sweetly sings
joy without hedges

Cherished and loved child
family all gathered
joyful and innocent child
angels wings feathered

Warm friendly sun
woodsy smells
laughter of water
where memories dwell

The Night's son
is the moon.
Day's son red and low
ended too soon

Time changes things
present harsh reality
soft billowy memories
Time softens things