The Loneliest Happiness

Whence you have stumbled onto a creeks crossing of tears, water or blood on this our mother earth as you journey through forests of knowledge and feel the bite of the thorns of fear upon your thin flesh do you weep for this? Can you travel without knowledge of your own destiny or do you walk in a fools shadow with them as they laugh to hide the crying? The answer cannot be purchased, souls are not bought or sold on the market of purity, forever earned is the Carpe Diem. Skies looked upon have been asked every question of Man, of Woman and certainly of Child to what we serve here, answers that have been sought through all the millenarian of passing lumen to ray without answer for, in never for the matter spoken of whether in blood ink or waters tear for the words carried like a feather or a rock as the black crow sits in wait on a pole no more here there or under our souls pillow.

Can a spirit capture itself? It must. Within us is not the prison we some will feel forever if weakness is the seizing and strength never drawn save for the single sword, the doors are locked without keys, the doors are lockless now as we free the inner being we all want to feel in every sad and moment happier. You know the inner Phoenix better than anyone can, walk no fools tread, keep thine own feet dry of blood to waters rain never amounted to equal if in the cause and effect be the same for this day through every dawn, not promises for a tomorrow to any soul, never promised and in faith of cumber or light be the saving of the sanity precious to the masses and cause for the growing of all things greater equally.

My blood runs in visions and yet my breath rises with my chest and falls with my dreams of every yesterday, all to end in the never, once being in the place of my residence in late, if ever whence no longer shadowed by these thoughts for benefit purpose alone and of. Greater things can bring softer cries in darker air breathed be it for the long as it is to the temporary, like is so many things we feel, we love, we do, and the emotions will ride in any vehicle so forever give great thought when it is to pick and choose, let it be that you are careful who your hearts passengers will be. Moons and Suns are seen too by eyes that no longer see, by eyes that look but cannot feel, cast your light in the world you create and manage your energy well as smiles will never tend fading as the favor and if the shadow moves when you stop your tread, caution slowly and know you walk not alone because there is darkness to refresh all our light, the forewarned is the lesser challenged in perspective hence.

Silence is not Golden like an inner Phoenix is and can be for every spirit who believes it is okay to dream in the daylight hours when kept in management of faculties and things not suffered, silence is a tool used to create something better, too often misled and hurt feelings can be warranted and carried out like the torches of the villagers as they burn their trolls under bridges built by creaking planks of misunderstanding. What coat or hat alike does your happiness wear well? Is it on you? Some will hang their own feelings on a rack in the darkest corner of their heart, this darkness is fed and travels through your being to escape and absorb others happiness. Is it in need for you to find yourself alone, if only for a moment as you crawl deeper within than you ever have? Be there in yourself for as many visits as it takes without question and your face will smile with no further effort.