The Watcher…

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The watcher inside me
The one beyond sight
See and see and see
No malice yet might

It keeps sentry
Day or night
No end, no entry
No dark, no light

One day I’ll be one with it
One day I’ll see all that it sees
One day I’ll watch all that rises does fall
One day I’ll feel all alive does die
One day I’ll sense all dead beings rising
One day I’ll whisper the key to living
One day I’ll teach the one language to all!

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Fractured Psyche…

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Fractured psyche,
When will it heal?
It will take some time
For the fissures to seal.

How did it break
Into tuneless pieces?
By the note of woe
The tectonic schizes.

A delicate operation
To bind them all.
A tremor, a hesitation
Watch them fall.

A task most arduous,
Even a soul so valiant,
Equally perilous,
Either a fool or savant.

At the end of the road
There lies the reward.
Timeless melody
Of the frolicking fjord.