Too much of this force
The lack of [bad word] 

My eyes burn
Reflecting
forest in flames

Tide withdraws
Hard times ahead
 [bad word] are broken
And secrets told out loud

portal is open
portal to happiness
Facing change
And growth
Through this poisoned wine
Through knowledge
Through the unwise

The withering of life's pleasures
I [bad word] the higher self
Deeper and deeper
Turning
human mind
Into the heart of a god

Whose arms will I fill with gold
As I whisper of love into their ears

Lifes ending

distant star
Keeps faith well
And never fails
Closing the circle
And to the kind
Reminding
Of the different new beginnings

Prosperity and Beauty