Beautiful Thoughts Strike Again

Dull glittering jewels

Lure my simple eyes

Drawing me into

This outer reigion

Where feelings rule

And Knowledge is chained

Curve your hand around my heart

Pulling life from my veins

Shut my eyes to inward things

Contradicting the wiles of

My own self-deception.

Take me to far, far away lands

And teach me things I have not known.

Show me the dance

Of centuries

That ancestors of mine

Did dance to You so long ago.

Show me that way of life

That dies and is born again,

Constantly dying and living again.

I really feel that this poem has a lot of meaning for me, it is hard to explain really what it means. It sort of has more than one meaning, and I know that when someone other than me reads it they will see something different. That is what I want for my poetry, for it to mean something different and yet specioal to each person that reads it.

I really don't mean to sound concieted when I say that I hope this piece inspires you as much as it does me. At times we must learn that in order to see something for what it is, we must look past it forgetting for a time that thing which we are trying to dicern. Complicated and oxy-moron as it sounds its true.

PEAS out

~tootas

Danny~!