'Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.'
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Takers

Living in a city of fear
People rushing everywhere
What are they afraid of?
What is their goal?
Short-lived material satisfaction
Once over
Throw it out
Buy another one
Bigger and better
Always improving
The stakes get higher
As the problems grow
Where do we begin?
Go back to the cradle
Nuture a new design
Raise a new awareness
Break the mould
Shatter the expectations
Shed new light
It’s all different now
Don’t follow the crowd
And be a clone
Eat what they eat
Buy what they buy
Break away from the flock
Find freedom in your own choices

The Oasis

The desert seems lonely
Silence rules the land
Over the dunes, an oasis
Drink up and fill your senses
Immersed in the experience
See a vision of reality
There, amongst the din
A clear bell ringing out
Listen to its message
A warning to the wayward
To help them on their journey

Adrift

Down by the river
As the night sets in
The wind blows softly
Firelight gently dancing

A boat drifts off slowly
Away from its mooring
No one notices
As it floats out to sea

On its own mission
Guided by the waves
Lit by a full moon
Purpose found in a starlit sky

From Nothing

Carefully distilling and blending
Words mixed and measured
A fusion of thoughts
Combining in harmony
Giving away the secret
Of the alchemical potion
There lies a waiting promise
Within the perfect union
Reflected in the outcome
Keep guessing on the answer
All will be revealed in time
Waiting patiently to transcend

Answers

If the wind could tell a story
It would tell you all these secrets
Written down in a heart-shaped book
And kept hidden inside
The words they have no meaning
To anyone else but us
The secrets kept behind closed doors
Will all be revealed in time
Don’t listen to the ones who deceive
Just to get what they want
Their hearts are cold and empty
Their minds set on just one goal
Find the keys to unlock
The right questions bring out the truth
And the book it will be opened
When the wind blows straight through

There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains
  of nature - the assurance that dawn comes after night, and
  spring after the winter.
  - Rachel Carson
  The Sense of Wonder

The Black Robin

Just a glimmer of hope
To save a little bird
A last ditch effort made
And the call was heard

Everyone pitched in
They had time to spend
To give a helping hand
And save it in the end

Now the numbers grow
Saved from extinction
Protected from the outside
The black robin sings on

http://www.doc.govt.nz/conservation/native-animals/birds/land-birds/black-robin/facts/

Fable

Freedom sought near the border
Escaping reality
Into another dimension
Breaking free from normality

Wishes stolen from the heart
Secrets kept alive
Tokens of a life unknown
At the exit we arrive

Fallen pillars around the gate
Destroyed hopes and dreams
What happens if you venture on
Following the ideas upstream

A quest beyond the stone walls
To find destiny in this place 
Make a choice go left or right
What other demons to face

Bring out the weapons of truth
The goblins will try to steal
Protect the fire burning inside
It forges what makes you real

Past Tense

Finding the time to get things done
Put it off til tomorrow
When the sun may come out
Or just drift into a daydream
Let the sorrows go
They soon will pass
Into the great abyss of time
Swallowing the moments up
Disappearing into the belly
Memories tied to the present
They’ll stay wrapped in ribbons
Not forgotten but kept to one side
To open up and take a peek
Going back to relive the memory
In painful repeat performance
Just to find some peace and comfort
In knowing that things will change