Borg

Paths crossing, evading touch
Sitting breathing, avoiding eyes
Unknowing minds, no spoken words
Paths disconnect, with no shared joy
Scared to attempt, unsure of why
Connect to one, then to another
Speak joys, found the same
Embrace each, all of this Earth

Zeitgeist

Awaken

Dynamic human spirit

Embers are cooling

Potent air ignite flame

Burn fierce spirit

Life for purpose

Liberty for sake of life

 Truth found in dark corners

Awaken

Man in the mirror

Awaken

People in the sea of glass

Awaken

Sun Sets on the Ages

Sunset o’ old ages

Turmoil toils as scrolls prescribe

Baby skin to beard in instant’s eye

Thick and coarse the horsemen ride

Sour-bitter-none fruit the lamb’s trees provide

Vile and stained veering t’ wide gate prize

Resilient sheep tarry, word by side

Fasted-sheered for sake of absent pride

Set o’ sun of ages old

To bide groom meets bride