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Beyond the Distant Door

- Beyond the Distant Door -

Behold the clouds that gather in the azure skies!
Come night, when they are replaced by starlight,
And the glow of day, has had its� daily demise�
The fluffy white, shall give way to a darker sight:
Imagine each star is a flower upon a velvet field.
If I had the power, I would pick a star for you�
For you wear in your hair, its� glory to thus yield:
Before our desires, to make dreams come true!
By the light of that star, I would take you away,
To the sands of the sea, where old gods do rise!
There, I would paint you images to forever stay,
In your mind�s eye: where true glory never dies.
But the sea ebbs and flows with the tidal forces,
Washing away all that lies upon these old sands.
All I could paint is as fleeting as are swift horses,
Which hasten away to race across distant lands.

Did I promise you eternity and say it would last?
It can, but not by these sands, and on this shore.
Sea and sky can seem infinite, and madly vast�
But cast away your halo and you will learn more,
Beyond the distant door!

Beyond we strive aimlessly, yet with such clarity,
The spirit within us is one that for long wanders�
Cast ever silently from all shackles of mediocrity.
Such is the heart of the poet who ever ponders�
Crafting words to enchant, and verses to delight.
And so are we to be carried off on lofty wings�
Far grander, than all the angels: gossamer bright.
Beholden to the wants, desires, and mad whims,
Which are like the ancient powers not yet woke.
Shall we wander, beyond the door, for this age?
Nay, we have but a lifetime, of a wheel�s spoke.
Even as these words soak into this barest page!

And, binding all, to nobler codes of great worth:
Even as the Samurai is bound ever to his sword,
Even as the soil is bound eternally to the earth�
Even as the poetess is bound, ever, to be heard,
Such is honor: our word!

These are glimpses into my heart and my mind�
The door led into my soul on wings of spirit fair.
Fear not for once that you might be left behind�
For my wings are enough to carry us both there,
Beyond the soul, beyond the self, nigh to infinity!
Where what we witness together is like a rose�
Did I promise you such and say that it could be?
Blooming like the cherry blossom, free of woes.
This is but a single moment, and we have long�
To bask in grandeurs that only we might imagine.
Do not regret, nor think that all may be wrong�
For we have time just enough, to indulge herein.