Fire Dance
I pour the ocean in my cup Sip by sip, I drink it up Fire warping, ever-stretching Its fingers through the distance
MaryLiz Bender
Futurist Composer & Space Age Storyteller
Here, I share personal thoughts, poetry, and the latest happenings in my world of space exploration and music for space travel.
I pour the ocean in my cup Sip by sip, I drink it up Fire warping, ever-stretching Its fingers through the distance
Wind blasting my toes and cheeks Hair tangling itself into a thousand impossible knots Mouth stretched ear to ear Eyes glistening While squinting Basking in the Sun
Oh, the want To save the world To make a mark To leave it all Better than it was. Now, A little self-reflection On what constantly tugs and begs this: To have an idea that feels so true May exist most importantly for you. I see… What the world needs Is...
I have not reached the end of a road But, machete in hand, forging my own What more triumphant feat Than to pave my way, beat by beat? Step by glorious step, I march Into unknown, my beating heart Sets the rhythm from my chest And thriving tone of my quest A passion that feeds...
I have seen the layered depths of hell And trodden I was, beneath its spell But somehow lived, then thrived to tell What lies beyond if you pass through The path to heaven is long and bleak And full of incessant suffering But, trudge away with spirit full And lift yourself up when you’re consumed...
Humans rise to greet metal At sunrise, as if a child Gathered at the edge of land To laud creation, made from hand
I am trying to let go of the tinge of sadness When I catch a glimpse of the clock and notice The time is passing ever by. And, there’s no guarantee I’ll make it to the next Minute, hour, day, week or year I don’t fear, That’s new But, there’s still work left to do.
The shadows announce your presence As I drink your liquid diamonds The silence paves the way For the bliss of crashing waves Each one without the other Like a child without a mother Never born into perception Thus evading our conception