June 1: Opening the Books

Open my books
To any page
Look inside once
Find peace and rage

The least of strokes
Cut marks from a sword
Nothing for naught
Nor a useless word

So from the all of me
I hope you see
That the days and nights
Of the yesteryears
May somehow help you
On your journey

My thoughts
And all of my ways
Read foreign
Missing in between days

All that's written
Never fully capturing
Whats been left behind
In feelings

So from the all of me
I hope you see
That the days and nights
Of the yesteryears
May somehow help you
On your journey

Don't be surprised
When you find with your eyes
The reasons I'm alive
And how one can survive

So from the all of me
I hope you see
That the days and nights
Of the yesteryears
May somehow help you
On your journey



So begins the journey of writing a song/poem for everyday of June. I don't want to go into too much detail about this piece but I do see it as a song. The music part I still have to work on. The lyrics are about looking into ones past through what has been written. I know I expressed in the previous post about my journals and in a way this song is about what things could maybe be found when looking at someones past. Even though we can take a look and read what someone wrote about years ago, there still is a part of the past that is left in the individual. The unexpressed, reserved feeling of having been in that place and experience. For all the books that we might open to learn about the past, know that understanding the fullness of such things is very difficult. Yet we still have a desire to try.