I have wondered about the twinkling stars
I've wondered how far away they really are,
I've looked into the moon above and wondered how it hovers ever so perfectly,
And yet it moves so delicately and never loses its decided form,
Endlessly traveling across it's path it never seems to weary of its task.
I've wondered how the lightning from above doesn't ignite the earth,
With it's powerful, shaking, fiery bursts.
I've wondered why a cloud overhead looks like an image,
And if others also to see this are privy,
I've wondered why that things must die and wilt away,
As I've watched a flower bloom before the end of the day.
I ‘ve wondered what is the purpose of the grass,
Beneath our feet where so many pass,
And yet they fail to see the blades so intricately placed
Delicately upon this earth's face,
But instead remove it in order to avoid a chore,
That they simply don't want to do anymore.
But I often can see each blade and stem,
With dew upon its base, or sun shining upon it's beautifully green face,
There is life there, beneath everyone's feet, and yet, yet
They keep up their frantic beat.
I've wondered why I see things this way,
To the ever evolving and metamorphisizing earth,
I wonder if any others are at all on my turf,
My vision of the earth and its many dimensional pieces,
And then I met you my dear and at a moments passing,
I knew you were the part that was missing....
The understanding when I need it so,
The discussions that often flow,
And you my dear look deeper inside,
Knowing that the one you love cannot hide
From your ever intoned soul with mine
Forever I thank the heavens for your kind
The kind that loves deep and pure,
That kind that understands we're all not sure
What lies in this world unknown and unseen,
And what forces our souls really lean,
How sometimes the truth really is revealed
Through oddities like me, although the message is sealed
For others wouldn't be so accepting you see,
They would simply want to hospitalize me,
And that would be the end of this great mind you know
So into that protective mode you go,
And I thank you dear for listening and knowing,
And seeing some of the thoughts that are flowing,
For recognizing the signs I give
Without realization to you my mind is a sieve
Of wonderful beauty, visions unseen,
And yet you believe...
You believe...
Do you know what a relief that is to me?
No of course THAT is something you CAN"T see
But trust me my dearest your support is sublime,
For without it I know I couldn't make it sometimes.
So often the visions and voices too clear,
Make it hard for me to focus my dear,
And then you are there,
You are listening intent and care,
My dear, to know that keeps me going,
Not that I abhor the knowing,
But that I am accepted somehow, somewhere,
And that regardless of what others think, you don't care,
You're my staunch supporter its true,
And my dear, how many ways I love you.....
This is just one of the reasons why
Don't ever think it is the only reason for that would be a lie,
