Crystal Walls

Crystal Walls
I wear a mask
and build walls because
of the pain I bear. Some
walls you can see
through, some are as thick as
the night. It is the
Crystal Walls reflect
the daily burden of
blood sizzling pain. I
warn you do not gaze
to long through the
Crystal Wall or you will
find yourself flabbergasted at
how we survive each day.
The Crystal Wall does
not lie, it shows the
truth, we may wear the
Mask to hide our
reaction to the life
stealing pain, but the
Crystal Wall is ever showing.

Virtuous Patience

Virtuous Patience
Angel’s, Saint’s, Mother’s and
Some say I have it…
Patience. I’m just an
Ambivert existing in an
Extrovert universe. O, virtuous
Patience why are you
Strenuous to fully reap?
With all the noise and
nuisances of this world…O
Virtuous Patience please find
Me! Patience is often at war
with anxiety and gratification.
Inhale the incense, listen
to the wind chime, the waves
upon the ocean and ultimately the
quiet for therein lies quietly
Virtuous Patience.

Gift or Prison

Gift or Prison?
High in the hills lies
A lonely mountain. In that
Mountain a bereft cave be.
It signs its song “Come and
Find yourself! Be at one with
The world!” Solitude it
shouts as its offering! Solitude
and Sanctuary. Alas, be ye
Warned for it is a double-
edged sword. There is darkness,
misery, and blood-crying pain aplenty
in this cave. Solitude is a
gift to be used wisely for
it is also a prison. High
in the hills awaits the
Gift of pain and prison
of Solitude