End of the Tunnel...

It starts with a dot in the heat of passion.

And everything conspires to lodge you safe.

Trillions rush to give you shape

while every minute that ticks-off swells you.

As weeks run by...

Million tubes connect to nurture you.

Sometimes late at night while the

mother dreams. You dream too.

Dream of the unseen world!

It's untouched and pure inside

because even the air is unshared.

Unadulterated peace rests in your sleep

that a hermit would love to meditate with.

This state of yours knows no pain.

Until the end of the tunnel,

where you gasp for air

and light seems to hurt.

You bring smiles...

On Peaks...

The cold chooses to blanket me

while my soul burns inside.

Stars above lights the darkness

while the moon Hallows.

I close my eyes and see

people parade right before my eyes.

Those that touched me in places I remember.

Memories dance like notes of melodies

and they seem like not worth dying for.

I wish I could live forever...

to relive them over and over again.

I open my eyes and see

jaded ice scape in front of me.

There is a trickle of some sort

and snowballs lollop into sleepy lake.

A lone eagle circles like some angel.

I wish I could fly...

to see the world sleeping.

Life on earth is Beautiful!