True Colours !!!

 

Time being the greatest artist of all, – in its passing –

sketching and painting ones essence, upon a canvas,

the canvas of life, with the truest, purest of colours,

colours that come through, colours that enlighten,

colours that open one’s eye to the subconscious,

- that all knowing third eye that the conscious mind

is blinded to, - the eye that saw,  - a long time ago –

from the beginning, a way to move with insight.

 

Some hang on, willing to stay, – with hope – partake of the fight.

Unfortunately - in the end – both will climb aboard, take flight,

searching the nooks and crannies, dreaming, hoping to see the light .

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 Silent Voices

 My voice remains silent, within life’s harmony,

for a tune, it cannot carry, even with the cords

that vibrate, that grate, that irritate, out of sync.

For they – as I – are tone deaf, sing out of tune.

 

B. J. “A ” 2

February 6^th 2004