melting snowflakes

a singing voice in the faraway woods
last night i saw dreams in those woods;
stars hanging on sleeping trees
streaks of lights in the darkened leaves;
a sailing moon on the black blanket of  night
a melody of flutes struck in those woods;
no hopes of spring, no want for sun
an infectious peace pervasive in woods;
distant calls from the depths of the woods
faraway from cities, still so many crowds deep in these woods;
wonder why the path of light
banked so deep into the dark;
a singing voice in the faraway woods
last night i fell asleep in the woods

State of Mind?

Sitting and loosing my touch,waiting for an angel to come or is it that I wait for nothing at all, cause when i think if it is worth waiting for an angel,

the thought and its genesis make me feel like a jerk.

Struggling they say is just another state of mind,but who's to say what makes one fight so much
and then feel it was all for nothing.
It is this feeling i have of worthlessness, of non achievement, it refuses to go away
sometimes I go to one place and start thinking about another, a sense of depravity, a sense of senselessness envelopes my psyche.
How much i dream and how less i achieve,satisfaction they say is a state of the mind
but then didn't they say the same about struggle?
I struggle for satisfaction
does that mean its all just in my head?
trying to go from one state to another?
is it just about reaching from point a to b?
is it?

But then how can u reach anywhere if all one is doing is jogging at stand still, well that's about it i have found the expression for what i am caught in!
I am caught in a quick sand, i feel i am running, running hard
but never able to get anything out of the damn running in physical terms
haven't moved an inch.
Guess i am caught in this time wrap for many years now
run.. run harder i tell myself
but what about the quick sand below the feet
would it be easier if i could just say jump ahead and leave the quick sand behind?
me and myself talk about these things often
often have i planned and analyzed my jumps

that's where the thought of angels comes in..

i pray, fervent and honest
for redemption, for growth, for movement;
but then isn't god and the belief in his existence also just a state of mind?
I pray, to whom? to what effect? to what consequence?
Could it be, that its just in my head that prayer can redeem my stupid existence?
But then hasn't this been the basic tenet, a fundamental belief of my life.
But what more is a belief than just a 'state of mind'?

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Wonder how easily everything in this life is attributed to an unknown, abstruse, unexplained little something called a 'state of mind'