|'Lost to the Future' From Visual Counterpoint|
Genius flies to the stars with thought it creates,
Great minds follow the light that burns so bright,
Memory holds the past and present in sight,
The future only distant time dictates.
Time passes faster for those it leaves far behind,
With thought that dies before it is born,
In a mind that only ever knows scorn,
There is no memory for the future to bind.
|'Gentle Reflection' From Visual Counterpoint|
Only life feels the strength of the weakest force,
Reflected in the gentle touch of care,
Displayed daringly in the truth laid bare,
Joining all that no space can divorce.
Time marks the downbeat with baton in hand,
Emotion raises the curtain for the scene,
Off invisible walls the sounds careen,
Music passes through the glass as sand.
|'Velvet Airs' From Visual Counterpoint|
The journey all must make alone,
While the earth turns her face toward the sun,
The moon reigns when the day is done,
And love remembers the starlight shown.
When darkness descends shadows surely die,
Sound sleeps in the depths of despair,
Silence grows slowly to finally declare,
Velvet airs play the victorious reply.