The Falling Maples- Living Unconditionally- Poetry by S.S

 I touched the moon, and embraced the stars, As he stirred my soul, and kissed my scars........ S.S

 I wonder if at all there's an edge, of this bridge called 'p e r s i s t e n c e'........ S.S

Little did she know, that the journey, From love to the 'w o r d s' and 'p h r a s e s', Shall be defined by a scattered self, and confinement, in some infinitely baffling mazes........ S.S

Let me in your oceans, Or fall into my seas, the depth of glum and misery, is as akin as it can be, From the lonely morrows, to the nagging twilights, Where the two world meet, in an otherworldly jamboree, There, midst the peculiar spree, Let me in your oceans, Or fall into my seas.......

Unfailingly, Like morning's first rays of the Sun, You fall upon me, gathering my pieces, Completing, what remains undone, And as the dusk comes calling, You don the cape of the Moon, Soothing with the loner's gaze, the impassioned marks, of the inflamed burn....... S.S

They say 'Depression is a fashion', While they see those grins and laughs and smirks, 'neath the clabbered disguise of which, Is a random disquiet and a persistent agitation, That moment when the struggle isn't to survive, but to merely achieve that much sought sleep, And when one says "I feel a clamorous commotion", They say "Oh, but depression is just a fashion!" There are those nights, when to breathe itself is a battle, in that dead air,  when discorded molecules within, unstoppably hustle, The seconds and minutes and hours, all seem like days, refusing to budge, triumphantly dominating that deepening phrenic haze. And when one's silence shrieks "Help me! I am fading in this convulsion!" They say, "Oh come on, depression is just a fashion!" Then there's the inadequacy of trust, for each face in  the crowd, is nothing, but a face beneath a face, beneath another face, And when these faces meld with life's afflictive

 Dear beloved, Let us be lost in an otherworldly dimension, where night's oblivion meets, The sun's fierce obsession...... S.S

 It is in the night's honeyed lull, that I walk in trance, of his wizardly spell, From the distance of a thousand miles, he chants an alluring hymn, To every crest of which, I pause awhile, Each preceding step, spies the next, and my soul gets tangled, 'tween the heart's desire and the mind's behest, To love was never so meddling, It was meant to be, an eternal calling, Lest the world crumbles and falls, I must take another leap, towards his mystical call....... S.S

With each passing day, My beloved, I observe your fervent silence, and a thought comes piercing towards me, like a thousand poisonous darts, That in your persistence, I exist no more, I stay entombed, in some silent corners of your heart...... S.S

And her voice, is all that it takes, For the barriers to break, That moment when her words, pull him from the hollows, and their frigid dreams unfurl, Those masked dams of time and distance, that lay scattered 'tween those lofty mountains and the glorious seas....... S.S

And she unfurled, petal by petal, as he composed the song called 'L O V E', Upon her unclad skin, Only to find the lyrics, filling her up to the brim, A fiery abyss of passion, Into the depths of which,  they kept crumbling....... S.S

Ferry me to the seas,  where a ceaseless tranquility sways, To the tunes of the crashing waves, Or carry me to the mountains, where the pristine flakes of snow, lifts us from the worldly lows, Or else if you may, take me to the skies, where the stars dance in a soulful rendezvous, and by their light, our souls are hallowed, That blessed sphere, my beloved, where everything becomes nothing, yet everything becomes whole, is where we began, and it is there that we must return......... ~S.S~

Beyond that otherworldly call, Dwells the healer of all shattered beings, Through the waters of a rustling waterfall, The leashed souls are seen freeing........ S.S  

I woke up to the melody, of the breaking of the dawn, When an inexplicable rhapsody, settles some hushed storms......... ~S.S~

We've met, e'en before the sun unraveled, the mystery of the fading day, And before the moon could fathom, the tranquil of the deepening night, We swayed upon the contours, Of yet to be formed universe, My beloved, We've known love,  e'en before the 'word' itself was found....... S.S

With the fire that falls like blazing raindrops, upon my barren soul, a Flame ignites, and the disquietude stops, bearing a hum that makes me whole........ S.S

 Rudeness and discourtesy, have been companions forever, It is their gradually deepening darkness, that swallows the belonging, and relationships scatter........ S.S

It's a shame, to be restless and chaffed, Even around my roots, Within I guard the soreness, that eyes me standing aghast, While I dread the unforeseen pursuit......... S.S

To run, or not to run, when the misery, has been summoned, As the rains of disgust and dislike, swallow the fog of delight's delusion, .........remains a mystery........ .........and shall remain so...... (c) S.S

  Do not wake me, for the world in my pleasant dreams, is a welcomed solace from the sullen streams, When in the middle of the quietest nights, entombed fancies take that astral flight, and the restless soul at last floats free, Do not wake me........... S.S

Bearing the brunt, of Life's impetuous rains, You and I are bound, by the strings of pain....... S.S

I had a dream, that I am perishing, slipping away like sand, Blown away by the deliberate winds, To the unknown, yet familiar lands; In the scurrying force of that hasty gust, I passed through some raging rains, And sprawled upon a field, like vain dust, A place upon some uncharted terrains; But then a sight, fell upon me, drenched in a silent longing and pain, It was when those tears dropped upon me, I realized, I was where he dwells, in the placid mountains....... S.S  

As the supple snow,  falls upon my seeking soul, Delving in a pristine winter's trance,  Hold me firm, with your fierce gaze, for I hear a distant elated howl, Drawing me closer, for the mystic dance......  S.S