what faces us in nothing

at the day's end we won't have reached our goal
the journey does not cease when we've arrived
each turn of the wheel from its source is derived
each of us plays is given a not-so-simple role
we move blindly through our tunnels like a mole
our hopes like our protections are contrived
by those who've seen more torment and survived
we want to get through with our spirits whole
what fear drives us from night to monstruous night
will keep us going when the sun is risen high
and hope has been exalted when plainest noon
leaves little room for shadows and the truest sight
lies open then to the honest searching eye
then only then will we have got our boon

lovecraftian monsters

we ask for clarity and receive dull rock
for bread and get a heavy silent stone
we're told be quiet neither bitch nor moan
justice and sense are right now out of stock
therefore be obedient stick in a sock
rejoice that you're not flayed down to bone
before our wisdom fall down prone
or hear the clicking of the final lock
this isn't what we wished for or desired
the power that rises feeds on light
what comes now must play its due part
these are not matters contracted or hired
we may be in for a long starless night
the old ones have their nest in every heart

the winds of march

low on the ground fresh green with yellow light
the flowers announcing spring their power declares
nature is getting some things at least done right

we're half awakened from what was a long night
the world accepts this and ignores our stares
low on the ground fresh green with yellow light

we are i guess not the greatest beauties in sight
we get things almost backward who wins dares
nature is getting some things at least done right

the nightmare may be over though still some fright
remains with us and we still have great cares
low on the ground fresh green with yellow light

the flower appears in the dull shrub's despite
the glory's the best thing we've seen in years
nature is getting some things at least done right

so we've got our chance and one more round to fight
the thing we want with hope and sun appears
low on the ground fresh green with yellow light
nature is getting some things at least done right