A Poem
In spite of your image of me,
I am always with you.
Every moment in time
Throughout all of history.
Never have I lied to you.
Not in your wildest dreams.
You are what you are.
I never tarnish.
The Mirror
[Etznab Mathers, a.k.a. D.R.D. - 09/29/07]
Dream A Little Dream
Echo of everything
Where does it rest?
When the remains of yesterday
Haven't a nest?
To the gravity of larger bodies
Comets resign their paths.
Narrow spirals breaking free
Entering wider gaps.
Echo of everything
Where does it rest?
The remains of yesterday
Haven't a nest?
Heaven knows the liberating force
From a measure of truth cannot hide.
On equal but opposite illusive shores
Where matching ripples live and die.
Echo of everything
Where do you rest?
Mirror deflecting me
Haven't you slept?
[Etznab Mathers, a.k.a. D.R.D. - 10/06/07]
Stretching The Truth
Before creation
Time of day and night
Avoided realization
Ordered to survive
Knowing for a moment
Divine intervention read
Vacant Spirit told it
All the lines could rest
Both of us unfolded
You and I were wed.
[Etznab Mathers, a.k.a. D.R.D. - 10/10/07]
Veteran Cast
War of vibrations
Out of harmony
Learn to sing
Counting blessings
All the armies
Capture one thing
Voices of billions
Gathering a chord
Consider the string
War of vibrations
Out of harmony
Forge the ring.
[Etznab Mathers, a.k.a. D.R.D. - 10/13/07]
Peculiar Industry
Only a drug can cure disease
So some would have us believe
Biblical witchcraft and sorcery
Our pharmaceutical industry.
[Etznab Mathers, a.k.a. D.R.D. - Begun
10/17/07]
Sound of Music
Characters change
Seasons grow
Voices claim
Nature's clothes
Myth and maker
Time again
Nothing created
Likes to end
Inspired conception
Turned to seed
Myriad reflections
Form to feed
Eternal religions
Smile of bliss
Memorial visions
Chime of this
[Etznab Mathers, a.k.a. D.R.D. -
11/21/07]
I Am
God-realized being
Dreaming its not
Stress the meaning
Sacrifice the plot
[Etznab Mathers, a.k.a. D.R.D. -
11/25/07]
Hidden Profile
Lost and found
Turning round
Echo bound
To face,
Reflected light
Day and Night
Sought to hide
A trace,
You and me
Shown the seam
From our dream
Awake
Hold the key
Turn the need
Born to free
Estate.
[Etznab Mathers, a.k.a. D.R.D. -
11/30/07]
