As I'm looking at this blank that appears before me
I find it very amiable with a friendliness that stems from it's own amenity
And I know now what I meant before
Like the lingering pause of an open door
It became clear that the clarity should extend through daily clarifying.
Beyond the forests and the castles
The silence and the hassles
Beyond the fence and beyond the tension
Extended through dimensions that appear before me
I discover a stillness in a swaying that promotes me logically
And I know now what I meant before
Of happenings happening while I snore
It becomes real that reality should protrude my interpretation
Beyond the forests and the castles
The silence and the hassles
Beyond the fence and beyond the tension
Dreams seem to be reasonably rational finally
I locate accurately actual fallacies that deliver true reality
And I know now what I meant before
All of the land that lies beyond the shore
It becomes right that mystery is not a misty sea to me
Beyond the forests and the castles
The silence and the hassles
Beyond the fence and beyond the tension
Illusions look and exist analytically at last
I install indisputable errors to rescue steadfast factuality
And I know now what I meant before
All subconscious lies secretly stored
It corresponds exactly, this puzzle is pieced precisely
Beyond the forests and the castles
The silence and the hassles
Beyond the fence and beyond the tension
Beyond decision
by Royce Waxenfelter
6/8/91
This is the place for me to post all of my thoughts I've written down over the years. On these pages you'll find stories, poems, and songs about love, spirituality, nonsensical meanderings, and thoughtful ponderings. These are my past and present innermost thoughts, so be prepared to enter the mind-field of Royce Waxenfelter.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
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