Just beyond where minds can reach,
In realms of the unknowable —
Courage, madness redefined,
Shaping worlds unimaginable.

Quiet blessed nothing day,
No work, no plans,
No obligations —
Thoughtlessly winding down,
Sedated mind, take the wheel
As time slips by.

A billion rooms to wander,
Each but a door between,
With time to open but a few,
With light to know but one
For all it is.

Layered ideology,
Intent and its meaning —
Rooted long before the now,
The nurtured why
Outlives the how.

Fraternize, socialize,
Match, meet, mix, and mingle —
Connections cascade,
End to end a new beginning.

Voice of countless feelings —
Soundless, breathless,
Unseen, unfelt.

If the moment passes,
Yet, their meaning remains,
The words were not the problem.

Whatever the fragrance of wind,
No matter the shade of day —
Should my stars change,
Would you welcome me,
Or is that just me, dreaming?

Voices in a faceless crowd.
But the nearest and the loudest
Stand a chance to send their message
Out into the world —
Raising volume to be heard,
If only so far,
If only in part.

Awake under night's cloak,
United in distrust —
In half light all eyes
Shine the same.

Sense over gut —
Trust the axe,
Fear the rot.

Duty, a day.
Happiness, a minute —
Hours to weeks to decades
Life passes us by,
One poor decision at a time.

Each light its time of day,
Battlegrounds of color —
Blue chasing black,
Making way for the sun.
Red eating blue,
Leaving black
For starlight to break through.
Patience, love, it'll come.
I'll wait with you.

The dark side
We simply cannot see —
A shine on the water
Casting shadows underneath.
I do not know you,
Do not assume you know me.

Driven towards hunger days,
Afraid into the cold unknown —
Our last heat, burning certainty
How we no longer belong.

Trip the searchlight,
Head held high,
But shield your eyes —
Don't let it blind you.

Sometimes when a door closes
A window opens,
Allowing you to listen in
On all the bullshit reasons why
You're stuck outside.

Stationary objects
In mobile constellations,
Stubbornly locked in place
While all around them changes —
Eyes tuned to the middle distance
Watch the sky
Pass by again,
And again,
And again.

Fiction supplants matter.
Ultra-connected,
Hyper-realistic —
From universe to metaverse,
From life to a statistic.

Natural opposites,
Harmonious parallel lives —
Fish find meaning in the ocean,
Birds find meaning in the sky.