My Realm

And in each breath...
A thousand thoughts
A thousand whispers of secrets I wish
to bring to life.
Everyday, a new beginning,
a new vision and view I could only
pray to be real.
My laughter is my happiness,
my giggle is my joy,
I sigh sighs of excitement and contentment.
Nothing more than nothing,
everything more than everything,
in each exhale of release.

The wind kisses my cheeks,
the moon beams upon my smile,
and I cannot do more than embrace the darkness
that is breathed upon me.

Though in common words, darkness is but an evil,
a shadow cast upon an enlightened being...
But to me it is not.
darkness is smiled upon me, illuminating my path,
and shadowing that scorching glow
of normalcy, of prediction,
of the things that only those of superficial conceit
and obsession,
know how to love.

I taste the wisps of the winter moon,
as it enraptures my soul,
and caresses my being.

I openly embrace the future, and
the secrets it holds.

I embody the spirit, the soul of tomorrow,
as it beckons upon my will to continue on.

And in tomorrow I find my happiness,
and in today I find my purpose,
and in yesterday, I see the beauty,
the beauty of which I overlooked at the time.

So unto the night I say, blessed be, oh night of nights,
sweet dreams that come, I pray thee good tidings,
and into the morrow, I kiss my good will
for tis' that which will guide me,
into the land, of dreams come true...