Choosing between Safety And the Possibility of Happiness... part I

If the sun shines again

and goes down again

and our heart still beats in rhythm

so tell!

Come steal away into the night

and search for love or something like it;

with an open mind;

imagine;

sitting in the darkness by the sea

unleashed from the chains

that binds us to the alter of convention

free to the possibility, of happiness

crawling and learning to live again

rediscovering ourselves

one with the cool breezes;

lost in the ways of pleasure

our lovemaking

startling the birds from the safety

of their nests, to gaze in awe and wonder

Some may choose to wait for fate

or the hand of God to intercede;

bless them and long may they prosper

while free will bleeds upon the thoughts

of those who dare to dream in movement

and from the hands of those who choose

uncharted places to make their covenant

And thereby escape the walls

like the inhabitants of ancient Jerusalem

who heard the call to freedom

Before the dawn sparked red

and the armies that came raging with blood lust

and so, the possibility of happiness

lingers, like a sculpture to be crafted

a city left unfinished

come steal away into the night

searching for love or something like it

Come with your thirsty soul

feed on the scent of Honeysuckle

lips like butterflies long to caress

your cool alabaster skin

so tell