Guardians Of The Sky--A Prayer For Peace/Memorial/Beyond The Veil/Spirit Guides/--OTRB/Warriors/Dragons/Hope&Survivors

Guardians Of The Sky

They appear as many

A host of winged Creatures

Blessed are they that fall under

This watchful eye.

Names Of Those Above

Change as often as the tides of man

Time caressing those memories

Of Guardians of the Past.

Guises Of Those Sacred

Shall to mankind change

Only so that he may understand

Those above him

Shall always be apart of his Soul.

The Form Of These Sacred Creatures
Are many & few
For man in his limitless imaginings
Must somehow embrace that
Which he understands
Universal acceptance coming so sadly seldom.

So In The Wisdom Of The Sacred Ones
They come to you in gilded form
Changing ever more in the Hearts of us
Who are fortunate to have a Minds Eye that sees
A Second Sight that lets the Sacred Light in.


You May Now Ask Me The Faces Of These Guardians Above
So that you may one day allow a moment of recognition
A pause in Time
That you can feel your Soul change
Expand into that Higher Place
And join that Sacred Plane
With the ones who Love you so.

Oh But This Is So Easily Done
So carefully & instantly Blessed upon you
For the Guardians you seek 
Are Already At Your Feet
At Your Door
In Your Mind 
And In Your Heart.

Light & Dark--Black Series

Stained glass

In windows I see

From afar.

Patience 

It seems 

Is what I fear most.

For Time

Has a way of shaping you

Taking you with it

Like light reflected 

Through those windows.

Filtered & condensed

It slips into the shadows

Surrounds my purpose

For being here with you.

Colors 

Sigh at my feet

Sounds of you 

Inside this place refract

Coming ever near.

Meet me here you say

Stay

Osborb this healing light

In this place 

Where time stands still.

Nourished 

In the glow of your Soul

Light & Dark 

Need not escape

Only grows 

Fonder of you.

Veil Of Time--Black Series

Shadowed figures

Rest upon their perches 

In the sky.

Of stone

Some say

But you & I both know

That isn't so.

No

You say

They don't come to life

They are life

Only ones you don't know.

Granit

Grey & cold
To those who don't care
To see.

Takes shape
This ever changing landscape
A sea of Creatures
Above us
In these darkened skies.

Grey & cold
No more
For they spread their wings
Of gold
Irrodecent
In the moonlight.

Gargoyles
They were once called
Creatures to care
For ones left here.

Guardians
They must be
For they see me as I see them
Through the jaged viel of Time.

Paved With You--Black Series

Cobble stone 

Under my feet

Sounds echo 

Off this hard surface 

Beneath me.

Colors change

As I watch the rain 

Roll off 

Of solid stone.

Crimson

Is what I see

Reflecting what light

Still lingers here.

Shadows 

Fall beneath 

As I walk faster

Then slow 

As I feel you come near.

Sounds 

In my ears

They become 

Only a distant thunder
My head fills with thoughts
Of you.

Your voice
Through this distant plain
Sifts & filters
Through others
I sometimes hear.

All else quiet
Only you
My vision clear
My path slated out.

My destiny
Paved with
Only you.

Filters Of You--Black Series

Roses

Soft & dark

In my Heart

In my Mind.

Black 

As this night sky

Above me,

Red 

As the crimson moon

That sits ever falling

From this darkened sky.

White

As the dawn soon to come

Brightens until I close my eyes

To a shadowed sun 

In a sky I don't recognize 

As my own.

These colors

Keep replaying 

In my head

Filters out shades

That don't remind me

Of you.

Return To You--Black Series

I hear your boots in the rain

As they move toward me 

In silence you walk.

For the sounds I hear

It seems

Are your heartbeats.

Closer they come to me still

Winds howling around you

Echos of your silence.

Time slows you down

Only enough it seems

That I can watch you watch me.

A tilt of your head

The sway of your eyes 

Covering me inside your thrall.

Oh but we both know

That it takes much more than this

To hold sway my lingering affections.

A chance meeting
Here in my dreams
A Path that always leads to you.

These follow me everywhere I am
Your scent, you voice
You Soul.

These are all there is for me
Not a spell
But my reality.

These moments
Are who I am
Why I will always return to you.

White Canvas--Black Series--Roses Series

Black roses

Against a white backdrop

Oh how they shine

In this simple place

That's always on my mind.

Red roses

Grow here still

A testimony 

To this subtle darkness

Where quite things grow.

White roses

Turning shades of black & gold

Red lingers there

Crimson like your lips

As they whisper my name.

Touches of color

In a white canvas world

These roses in my head

Always here

To remind me of you.

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