Cryptic legs of wonderment,
Hastily weaving silken art...

A burden to the society, I am one of few,
A two-face, a liar, a mere individual...

Scintillating flesh of liquid chambers
spin prisms on the world...

Lucid explanations spin a web of doubt
Within the confines on my reason...

Pins fall from the depths of thought
left to dry upon the wall leaving...

Always and forever
it has been as we remember...

I can't keep doing this,
Lamenting on a moment passed away...

Drums announce the awakening of sense,
Echoes tremble in the rivers flow...

Fleeting reflections glint like sunlight,
As the fire in my thoughts breathes...

Hearing it.
I know I am...

Raging Fire
Deep set in azure eyes...

The white-caped spirit,
Soaring oh-so-high, far too high...