A Winter Starlight

"Bind me not with just a mere kiss to your soul,
but with your heart's fire
burning with lust and desire.
I'll be more than happy to serve
to your needs and your hunger.
I will fill you and nourish you.
O beloved, would you satisfy
my flames and my lust?
Looking at your mere body
wouldn't do.
I need to have all of you,
I shall have it only if you surrender.

The art of love is an insufferable art,
the agony of my conflicting interests
marred the imperfections of a masterpiece
which is my soul to yours
between duty and luxury
the cravings of solitude
and when the nights are cold
being howling mad without your warmth
because Time divided us between both worlds
I get on my knees and kneel
and ask the goddess within thee,
How shall I worship thee to inspire
the life-giving Goddess within thee?
So that whenever we separated
you would think of nothing but me?
A pledge, a vow, you ask of me
and so it shall be done
I vow and pledge my love to you, I swear it
and if you shall distrust me or I hath displease you
or in grievance error offend then
Then please avenge yourself
by turning a cold glance toward me
or dare not say my name in yearning and pining
or ignore me until I could not stand to see you suffer in silence
It matters not, if you turn from me,
because I am your servant and your slave
and I am at your beck and call
before you can even summon me

But a single vow of this vagrant knight
can only fanned the flames of love so hot and high
it burns the feather of our wings
polish and harden the gems
and where can I fall on anyplace on Earth
then your resting body in a restless sleep
of waking dreams and
dreams of love?

On your bed, there is no court or king to please
and no pining maiden to steal my eyes
On your bed, I am the only King you shall ever worship
and you are no lowly pheasant covered and caked in mud
but a maiden worthy of my own honor

Oh my sullen maiden, my angel, my queen
don't let my presence sour thy mood
I'm only here to soothe and please you
with my virtue, for I am knight of good
and a vagrant bard
Let my voice be the balm to whatever injury you hold
I am here to satisfy your heart's desire
I am the prince who comes to steal you away
in a place in heaven where we shine brightly of our stars
and there, you call me as you please
I am a matyr for your soul,
a King of angels to rule on the throne you sat upon
that you would not relent or surrender to me.

No matter how many kingdoms and civilizations
you destroyed within your own imagination,
you hate your conquerors, tyrants, and dictators
and so have I, and in all of my wisdom of humble servitude
my spirit will not be crushed by the ruling state
and be servants and slaves of our oppressors no more.
All of your conquests and victories will vanish into dust
and you sit on that throne alone.
Like a dragon who smote the land into ruin in fire and ash,
within it's rage and hate,
I have to come to rescue the maiden within,
crying out for Love's swiftest horse on wings.

So I sayeth to you, relinquish your pride and hate
I sing this song to soothe the beast within you.
Surrender to Love
and when I sat on that throne you call your Soul,
your wrath is like a dragon guarding foolishly the treasures of your folly you call the Ego
you shall see the fruits and flower of my wisdom
growing in your gardens of weeds
rid of your pestilence which is the worms of quarrels
and gather a can of sparkling clean water
and help me water the seeds
and together, you shall see
why I would soon call you my Queen
when the flowers do bloom, the trees do rise,
and the vegetables and fruits taste fresh and sweet

With Love, you can create the forgotten paradise."

Written: 11/19/2013

The prince sat on the chair
overlooking the flow of the nile
He carried an air of solemn
and work in all of his seriousness
Contemplating upon his noblity and pride

Nights eternal and long, he wonder
on the stars of Orion
and thought upon his ancestors
who long passed through his long dynasty

How much cities and building I must built?
How many countries I must conquer
in the name of my father?
The prince is burdened with thoughts.
He is cruel, but he doesn't felt that way.
He's aware of the plight and suffering of the slaves,
and he was told by his advisors they are just slaves,
and they are his property
and the economy pressed upon their very backs, heavy
and in his heart, the life of his father's Kingdom rest in his heart

He wonder of his destiny, should I
claim my throne and my crown
and upon sit, am I not righteousness
enough to rule my people?

"My son, what ails you?"
"Father, dear Father,
how does a city grow
when my heart is heavy with work?"
"My son, weary yourself not with the dredges
of the lives of others. Worry only
the work that I have set out for you.
For someday, you shall be the heir to my crown
and upon my chair you sit.
And when people look up to you as they would
kneel at your feet in servitude,
they would only think,
is he not magnificent?
For sure he liken to that of the Hawk God, Horus
and his Father is Ra.
Pity not the suffering of others or yourself.
Have pride for the work I set out for you.
Plan your future and the lives of other from the throne.
For now, ponder about this while you're a
young and worthy prince."

My son, I believed
I cannot be helped by you
I cannot be saved by you
I think no one could help me
see the light other than my heart
I want to be helped, but I'm afraid
that I just don't know how to ask for it

Do you remember the happiness we once shared?
How we can love easily like the breeze on the wind?
Two swans swim on the lake
Like graceful dancers, so is our love

How can we die like this?
I would rather die than to not have your love

You watch the world pass by you
watching the ballroom dance
but you want to dance with your love

The one who captured your heart
and your heart wouldn't let him go
Caught in a cage
And a cloud has a silver lining
The two swans fly toward freedom

Do you believe could have such a freedom?
I rather be trapped in your love
than be trapped in cage

For that reason,
I must stay in love
stay in love with my love
For I could not any other love
than being his own

My kingdom,
O my fallen kingdom
Here lie Malkuth, the Godhead, in ruin
Lay among the waste is
the crumbled bodies of the dead
I am the King
What would I do?
How do I live?
Where the survivors go?
This is my friends is the divide and marriage
of Heaven and Hell
This is my Sisphyan Task
In my nightmares and dreams
where the corpses pile high
I would live to see the kingdom rise
on life and death by nightfall
Only to see it in ruin before the dawn of the tide

How I miss the still waters
The quiet, the serenity, the stillness
All is peaceful and calm

You were there, peering
at the lake's reflection
staring at your own soul

Little do you know
God is watching you
and you wonder why?

And he said,
"Don't you marvel at the power of spirit?"

You said in wit,
"I'm not sure. Ask my guide. Maybe he has the answer. Or she has my mind. How can I wield the power of light in my hands to do what is right?"

God said,
"Ask."

I said,
"I forgotten how to ask."

God said,
"Do you know the standard of prayer?"

"What should I do? Pray for a message, a sign? I'm lost."

He's a lonely French Gaurdsman,
who always pine for the princess.

Every night, he goes to the ball
hoping for just one dance with her,
but the princess has a cold heart
and shares no love with no one.

So he's resigned to dance with
someone else who he deemed
as pretty, but so so
and didn't capture his heart
the way the princess captured his.

"Why do you pine for him?"
Said the madame of the ladies in waiting of the court.
"Maybe he has a lover?"

"I don't think he has anyone." said the noblewoman
granted her father isn't rich,
but damned that princess! Damn her!
She knows how he longs for her,
because he spoke of her during the party,
when she asked if he has anyone in his heart.
A fairy tale childplays that the man is living in,
when he'll learn to grow up?
Oh he is so handsome and smart too.
Even she's smart enough to know
that all woman have a gift for being intuitive
and she knows damn well the princess
cared for no one!
If only he comes around.

The guard would even stand in the rain
and the rain kept on pouring
hoping to catch the princess single glance
but she wouldn't come out
his heavy heart would sigh in dissapoint
and he would go home to have his evening dinner
and the day would repeat itself

One day she walk out and ask how is he feeling?
He only put up a smile for her
because he knows her from the previous nights
of dancing in the ballroom,
so he tipped off his hat,
and then handed her the garden's roses
with thorns and all.
He used a knife to whittle away
the thorns for delicate hands to handle
and gave the rose to her as a gift.

She was pleased, but she wanted more,
but he politely said, "Now if you excuse me
madam, I shall have to tend back to my duty!"

Damn your duty! You did nothing but stand there
all day! Talk to me the way you wanted to talk
to the princess!
But the noble woman said nothing of the sort,
other than to thank him for the dance for the
previous nights and thanked him for a lovely time.

She walked away feeling sad, and he felt sad too
with the yearning to desire to marry with their hearts.

Heaven? I can't explain
except you're not here
with your breath and body

Shall I guide myself to you?
Close your eyes
My love is like a silent note
I become your heavenly servant

And I'll argue with you
until the day I die

And I'll be there to
put you in your place
Pride before the fall
and I shall catch you
before you hit the ground

For you must come back
to me as soon as possible
without a moment to loose

Watch your tongue
woman and speak
when spoken to

For I'll be forever
forever forever
be in a spiral
of freedom and joy
talking to you so
freely like this

For I speak
when spoken to
I sigh
for this is your way
of love

Whenever she opens the door
In walks my Goddess
The world shook asunder
with her outwordly power
While I her faithful shadow
waited in the patience of her glory

When she's gone
I can only stare beyond the
moon and stars
until she return back to me

Deeply afraid of her own power
but I'll be there to guide her
toward the end of her journey
The ends of all worlds begins anew
with a single thought

The Father of the World
Gaia remembers her
It's my daughter of the suns
he said.
Guardian of the secret All Fire
that she kept alit and glow
for all to follow

and it begins in the womb
of the unconscious
where all thought and ideas
come together in sacred union
toward the greater source

The Forest of the Night Creatures
is dark deep
but this is where the shadows sleep

Together, hand in hand we walk
for we are the groundskeeper
of all things dark
She held a lamp and I hold the torch
We are the lord and lady of the woods
and the animals shall know us by our names

She is shadow, she is night
For I am Helios the eternal light

I weep at the sight of the world
The world has plunge into chaos
Where is the light of day?
A fire rage in my heart
For I only wish to become the way
the hope in your heart is I, princess
Aye, I love thee with all the passion
my soul possess and I give thee peace

William Blake is the soul
of the visions
he sees the tree of life
and the heavenly sings a choir
he was a nightly vision
imagination stirs the soul of the mind
the man is a mystic