A Tough Question

How do you show someone you truly love them?

Is it with money and spoiling them with pleasures?

Or by jumping out of a plane or even killing for them?

Is it by putting your in a fire or other magnanimous gestures?

Or by hours of getting beautiful with hair, makeup and gems?

Is it by cooking them their favorite meals everyday?

Or is it just by trying?

By wiping all their tears away?

Or by you doing the crying?

Is it in a kiss or a touch?

Or when making love in their arms?

Is it by telling  them you love them so much?

Or by the act of holding them to keep them warm?

How do you truly show someone you love them?

The Grand Canyon

To look out towards the stars is to look through time; you don't need to build a time machine, you can see with your very own eyes through thousand, millions and even billions of years gone past. But looking far into the universe is not the only way we can witness so many years of the past unfold before our very eyes, there is also another place where this is possible. It is found in Arizona. And it's once again not created by the human hand, but the natural elements and of course time; One of the strongest hands mother nature has is this, something us mere humans have very little of.

    At first this natural time machine looks bare, isolated, uninhabitable and infertile in its majestic baroness. But when you look closer and see past her cocktail of vibrant and warm layers of sunrise medley, there is life. Silent breath exhaled from the preying carnivores, gentle flowing meets roaring thunder of the river, the dancing of the flowering fauna in the tunneling wind, and the clicking hooves of the grazing, cliff-dwelling inhabitants all reveal the bursting diversity of the surface of this mammoth rugged landscape. But the real beauty is how we can witness what lies beneath the concrete surfaces.

    Gigantic walls of sandstone, limestone and sedimentary rocks solidified reach out high towards the atmosphere. Whilst standing on the rim of this huge hole, a mere Ant-like human appears to be at sea level; Is it possible that maybe a comet once smashed and indented the Earth to give birth to this spectacular crevice? No, the mere Ant is actually 8000 feet above sea level and the land was sculpted not by alien rock but over time by nature's strongest yet finest force... water; This liquid gradually sinks lower, flowing over and through the Earth, carving and revealing the fantastic and newly formed walls of time. This, my friend, is the time machine.

    To stand on the outer rim of the vast orange, cream, rouge and yellow canyon and observe all that's between the 10 mile gap north or the 215 mile tunnel to the east and west, is to witness our very own planet throughout 2 billion years. This is an all natural, 100% organic time machine created and approved by mother nature. Each layer of the ever-rising, forever-changing walls unveiling a different period of age; Prehistoric, Jurassic, Early man, Ice ages, Iron, Silver, Bronze ages, Medieval and present day all stacked and marked as beautifully as different sized books layered one on top of the next ranging from a fat encyclopedia to a hand-held pocket address book.

    One of nature's most astounding creations draws millions of tourists every year and in her truly hypnotic way yields the ultimate silence. It's rare to see people talking when they first observe the magnificent gap in the Earth. All one can do is be stunned by the sheer size and beauty that our feeble human eyes try to take in and comprehend, resulting in an automatic loss of breath and a deep tingling sensation within the soul and superficial alike on the skin. All the hairs on your arms and neck will stand and soon you will have no comprehension of time or even how to speak. All you can do is surrender to her magnanimous beauty and enjoy the tiny speck of time the universe granted you to share with this ever-growing natural time line.

    We don't need to look far out into space to see through layers of time, Earth's very own time line is right here, and her name is The Grand Canyon.

Change

You know deep in your soul you want it,

You feel within your heart you can achieve it,

You plan out step by step exactly how you will do it

And you feel so excited that soon you will have it.

Then for a moment you blank and next thing you know

You're going against everything you first planed for.

What happened in that second? Why did you let go?

Of those hopes and dreams you so desperately hunger for.

Is it because you're told life can't be so easy?

To make real change can not be a possibility?

Why is your mind not letting you see

That you can get exactly what you want in this life for free.

Please hold on my dear, make your dreams come true,

Stay conscious of your thoughts, and your actions too,

Keep on building with hope every second or two,

Now smile, open your eyes; Here's your life brand new.

Guilty of Entrapment

How do I plea? Guilty your Honor

I've gone against all my inner-light once again

My beautiful flame within is flickering  smaller by the hour

Send me down with the remaining inner-conflicting men

As the dark doorway nears I realise how lost I truly am

No bailiffs here to drag me down, I'm struggling only with me

Hurting all I know and whom love me back

But ultimately I'm the one who aches, looses, pays the fee

Once thought I was getting better but in the shadows it seems I'm getting worse

Am I so blind that I just simply can't see?

I don't understand how I'm consciously creating such a monster

When there is a truly remarkable being within me

Hopefully now that I've served my time and out on parole

I'll realise that the good is emerging from the dirty container I'm gradually cleaning

And all that is my darkness is now slowly fading away

Leaving only my soul; Myself. Towards which I promise to be loving and forgiving.

The Darkness

Everything you know in your entire world, can be changed in less than a second.

Your whole world can disappear quicker than the subconscious reflex reaction of being burned,

And within that moment every drop of your blood is sucked from your head

through your feet and vanquished into another form of energy. You're drained.

Your heart stops its rhythmic beating for what seems like an eternity

then finally jump starts, pumping at a speed equivalent to a sprinter's racing pulse.

Your body and skin suddenly defrost from its icy-cold state of blood drainage

into flushed, red-hot sweats, as fear begins it's trance inducing dance in your mind.

Acid and bile stir swiftly in your stomach, chunks bloom and rise in your gullet

And hot fresh saliva lubricates the lining of your mouth, whilst

In contrast to your fading vision and the sensation of sinking into your self

The brain rushes ten thousand horrific scenarios across your minds eye.

To feel, in that tiny second that may change your life forever, that maybe

The one you love unconditionally may be harmed, dying, willing you to rescue them or worse

Is the single most un-empowering yet powerful, out-of-control yet controlling,

Super-slow-motion yet over-in-an-instant experience, a person can feel

In their entire Human and Spiritual existence, That moment when the light inside you

Is sucked out and we are left alone in the darkness, within the vacuum of our own inner space.

Death Valley

Envision in your head...
White and dark chocolate melted-down, swirled together and poured delicately over the mountainous-shaped molds of rock that were carved by a hot, southernly-born wind blowing across the plains, sweeping up from the ground, engraving the elevated crust over the ages by what seems to be as easy as the wind gradually blowing sand into giant dunes.
    Time then adds rich powdered and turquoise blues to the melting pot, dashed with Paprika, Honeycomb and espresso creme, all layered in the wind-carved, diagonally-rising direction as if preparing the layers of a spongecake during an earthquake, and its visual appeal is as enticing as a cake alike; Just mother nature throwing her ingredients together in an unmeasured trial and error fashion. And in her typically and not unusual style, she succeeds once again in her visually mouthwatering experiment, adding by pure chance the perfect amount of raw materials to create the breathtakingly, stunning, marbled mountains of Death Valley.

Legend's Land

A land so pure, powerful and rich with striking beauty

So hypnotizing are her emerald fields it’s almost hard to believe

With colours so vibrant and deep, an artist simply can not recreate,

Her scenery will tattoo within your memory, and is never destined to leave.

A land of giants, eternal youth and ancient legend

Scorned by hatred, bigots, famine, oppression.

Mythical tales recited to the old in pubs, and the childer as they sleep,

Eye-witnessed memories forever re-lived with grief, pain, anger, depression.

A land with folk so warm and welcoming, even in their times of need,

Legendary hospitality and banter that could melt thick frost in mid-December.

People so strong they dance the céilì on their 90^th annum

Whilst recalling all those victims buried young, horror we wish not to remember.

A land with such beauty she provoked war for over 8 hundred years

Man-made rivalry taint her life force, we wonder will it ever cease?

Blinded by ownership, faith, flags, hate; so blissfully ignorant they can not see,

That the true keepers of this land are not man, but beauty, purity, nature, peace.

Angels In Distres S.

Molten lead seeps into the freshly carved wounds,

Etching its way into the red flesh of my heart

4 letters hack, strip, slice deep and shallow

Evoking pain far within and superficial alike,

My soul cries.

An angel in training, put on Earth for his final test

His being so gentle, a model to all man

Tranquil is his touch, love is his eyes

A disciple riding the storm that is life,

You brave soul.

You chose your mission well; you chose it hard

You must have so much faith in your own being

To willingly pick a path so challenging for this life

And choose me as your companion, your friend, your rock,

I can not refuse.

To walk away is not an option, your hand won’t be rejected

I’ll never turn away from an angel in need of love.

It’s an honor to be chosen by an angel;

And so I will be the shining light of your halo,

I’ll help guide you home.