Carndo (Bill Whitehorn)

[carndo]

understanding touches

within that face of truth

yet it's more than that

but few will understand that

they'll argue

not contemplating the wrong path

finally realising

what's been said

but few will admit it

never wising up

to the wisdom in front of their face

maybe one day

they will

[carndo]

winter caves

dark and dank

what do you hold

within the darkness?

what secrets do you bare

within the shadows?

hidden away

echoes whisper

come explore

find out for yourself

it's awaiting

nature arrives

for the bold

that dares to take that chance

seek it

if you have the nerve

[carndo]

those voices in the silence

somehow I can hear them clearly

their cries howling in the wind

their tears

falling in the cold

simply asking

why?

yet answers remain

with no reply

found in the fields of sorrow

ghosts sounding without a tomorrow

silent faces within

that fall to dust

wandering in that echo

where one hears the chaos

that simply remains

[carndo]

I thought you were someone

that I could count on

but in reality it wasn't the case

games were being played

I just didn't see it

until it was too late

tears flow

when will I ever learn?

pain secretes

within my every being

yet somehow I manage

to survive

yes lesson learned

and time moves on

but the memory remains

[carndo]

the walls we break down

are within us

in good times and bad

it's a testament in the life we live

and how we live it

that grit which makes us

what we are

we walk in the rains of our lives

as well as the sunshine

and somehow we find that rainbow

in all of it

we need to walk

and bear the lessons

we need to learn

reach for what we need

as we journey in

what we call life

[carndo]

reaching past that past

into today

where memories find that complicity

reason being?

I've yet to find that out

until then I'll go my merry way

take the high road

and find out what's in front of me

celebrating the future

as I take no prisoners

in that path I take

within this universe

as I explore simply

what's ahead

[carndo]

in the winter

the cold finds us gathering

just for the company

yes the craving

is simply there

yet each encounter pays a cost

a piece of one's heart

but sometimes that's life

lesson learned

we find another path

to walk and move on

another light to simply see

visions to find

without going blind

revealing new memories

to touch upon

[carndo]

with an angel in sight

yet the echo found its way

on a distant shore

and I hear it's calling

oh so clearly

but I can't find my way to it

even though that need is there

simply in its undertaking

but the how hasn't been found

I keep looking

but answers keep slipping by

leaving me questioning why

yes I hear those echoes

and the reasoning

escapes

like a time in the distance

telling me

here I am

try to find

me

[carndo]

where is the love in this world?

where is the caring that's needed?

where are the smiles

that brightens everyone's day?

where are the hugs

that people need?

where is the kindness

that needs to be shown?

where are the melodies

in everyone's song?

where is the harmony

that touches peoples lives?

these questions need to be answered

yes..

let's think about it

[carndo]

reaching across

those echoes

hidden in the twilight

great chasms

within the divide

cool winds flow

among the clouds

within the beginning of the summer

resurrections made

that breath on the pondering shore

memories within the eon

currents flowing in the distance

bright crystals in clay

sparkling glitter in the sandstone

where horizons find that path

that some search for

[carndo]

past that past

where influences reach

within that unknown

attitudes made in the distance

unmistakable in the call

yet something isn't found

those in tangibles

possessed

in the dawn

[carndo]

shores whispering

in the distance

where the streams flow in the hills

drifting in conversations

those echoes rattling from the past

rivers surge from the bright colored mountains

red canyons painted

in the gorges

a howl heard in the twilight

[carndo]

private whispers

that reach within the wind

where one hears

that call

touching deeply

reaching into the soul

echo after echo

silent memories

where somehow

if one listens

that meaning becomes clear

but one has to listen

and follow that path

where life has purpose

concise within that trail

understandings will become clear

as life continues

[carndo]

water turns grey

with the clay being rained in

probably other minerals added as well

clouds full

and crying down

soaking what's below

cleaning what needs to be clean

as mother nature can

refilling the ponds and lakes

from summer's heat

those months that have journeyed on

and time smiles

somehow moves forward

another year continues

[carndo]

someone mentioned

love poetry

as failed relationships

I see it differently

stories untold

that sometimes wasn't meant to be

people on different paths

that at one time

coming together

but for whatever reason

diverge separately

no right or wrong

just a different perspective

in what we call life