Category: Etherees

What’s Real Isn’t Seen

‘The Sun shines like a jewel as the day dawns,
dispelling the darkness’ brought by night;
I watch the sky devoid of clouds,
a sky that beams with light bright.’

What Do You Ween?

They aver fourteen worlds exist, my friend.
Stories untold, unheard they narrate.
And I look at them with wonder;
To nothing much I relate.
Life never ends I hear;
And that there is fate.
I’ve though no fear,
spite or hate.
Come here.

Thesis

The Sun shines silently, scattering light
as we sit ourselves down by the sea
that shows the sky sempiternal.
The sea seems to say something,
something that shall surprise.
State I solemnly,
‘Sea, speak thy mind’
Silence screams,
the Sun
melts.

Who Designed This World?

Here thoughts arise with sight,
and fade away like floating clouds.
Days appear like dreams seen at night
And nights seem like the tales I read daytime.

Time to Tip Those Tormenting Thoughts

Those
that trod
the true track
tell tales too tough;
Talk turkey to them,
train them to tell those truths
that treat their troubling thinkings.