'Existence'

Blackness brings forth the dawn of light

Never forgetting as old Father time

Creating the cosmos, the wheel of life

Just like the seasons that are crafted alike

Spinning the web of consciousness reach

Opening possibilities with synchronicity

How old are we as Human kind we ask

There is no answer within our limited grasp

Yet we listen, watch, and gossip about

Only trying to figure all of this out

If  only silence could possibly spare us a hint

I am sure all of us would listen with eager intent

Please!  Oh please father time let us know

The origin of our intelligent race

So at least we would have on our side

A taste of that wonderous answer that hides

Christopher Lee Bennien

"The Black belt"

A gentle whisper wisps by your gi

The slow movement of the ripples that sway

White, worn and withered with a touch of blood

Wearing the armor of those whom have fallen dead

Battles won with victor standing atop

Foot presses on chest while given a stern look

A Black colored belt wraps tightly around

A swelling of pride fills the champ deep inside

Even though his skills are not yet matched

Humility and integrity still in tact

For thousands of years is the art long passed

Spirit of the Dragon burns deep

Written by,

Christopher Lee Bennien

"Chaos brings forth light"

For many years I have lived distraught

Never giving a second thought

To the many things worth spending quality time

Things that I could use as a tool

to weave a beautiful song to be sang

A candle holding on to a flickering flame

One that wishes to do more

Such as dance, sway, and swing

Begging is the lost whisper heard only in a distant life

Come back dear friend, come back!

Your losing reality, your losing touch

Do not let those things which mean only harm

grab a hold of you and tear you apart

Light is so close, closer than a hands reach

It's already inside you, you must let it speak

Bring back from whence you came

Fearless, loving, a Lion tamed

Remember my name?

It's Christopher

Wake up...  Wake up... 

We must not lose you again

I hear you!  I hear you!

I have not forgotten

Trust in me once more old voice of truth

I am ready for our next dance!

Written by,

Christopher Lee Bennien

"How Beautiful is Beyond"

With eyes opened, a gate is unveiled

A world that has yet to be seen

suddenly appears as a moonlit scene

Spirits dancing with white auras

A feeling of joy overcomes the believer

This reality that has always existed

without hesitation, one finally can see

What place is this, bellows out a familiar scream

It's the voice within that is pre-existent

The one true light that is the fire within

Finally, now you feel at home

which is exactly what you have always known

Welcome back with a wonderous grin

What a familiar face, it's the silver sheen

of your own inner child speaking again.

Written by,

Christopher Lee Bennien

"Darkness"

Just how are you able to tell

the difference between the stages of hell.

The steps of deep depression

hold the key to unfolding the dark well.

Sitting at home while staring out the window

wondering when the day will finally end.

Having the constant fear of a friends knock at the door

and how to approach along with what face to wear.

Crying way too much, not knowing how to stop

eyes forever looking at the second hand on the clock.

Searching for the answer, not knowing the key

Tell me, what stage of hell are you dwelling in?

Christopher Lee Bennien

"Magus"

Hello, hello, once again we meet

the shuffling of your weary feet.

Weaving your magick, profound tongue

speaking to the elders, writing in blood.

Calling upon the past, dressed in robe

dancing around the fire, calling it home.

Raising thy hands stretched out forth

warmth fills inside, surges of power creep.

A portal forms from the ground beneath

a creature crawls out with hooved feet

Some could only imagine the sight beheld

such an ancient being brought unto this realm

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