aberrant companions

My soul sometimes bleeds through sleep, leaving me bewildered with a wakefulness that was less about thoughts and more about deep penetrating feelings that left scars so very long ago one almost but never forgets nor forgot.  

I just wished there were even one other soul buried inside one other human that I might connect with in silent understanding so that sitting with no spoken words was a deep presence desired by both.  

Like a human who wishes to fly ~ this soul has turned ghostly white waiting for its release.  

Perhaps in the mists or even the darkness I might find you to commune with whilst both of our souls remain encased in these human sarcophagi.

free

"Man wants to put everything in a cage ~ and he does not spare himself. "

 ~ KateyB

the illusions built over years

finally fell from the worn window frame

pane by pane they hit the ground

shattering into slivers, jagged sharps

the fragility of the core

dare not pick them up

to risk cutting and bleeding out

exposed to the wind and rain and sun

there became a strength

as wings began to unfold

first the moistness risked the filmy screen

see through as dried 

unpierceable by human scorn

lightness of the innocence brand new

with ancient eyes embedded

the silence became nothing to you 

yet she knew that she knew

and

she loved you no matter where you are

she loves you into the fullness of light

beyond the simple heat mirages 

she was, you must know,

she is, you must feel

free