Blue Glow

I wrote this one years ago.  I had completely forgotten it and randomly found it in an old email I had sent.  It's beautiful, and yet disturbing to look at old e-mails.  There are some things that are admirable or genius...   And then you see yourself making the same mistake three years ago that you made just yesterday.   Just how powerless to change ourselves are we really?

In the cool blue glow of the computer screen
He weeps in a place where he can't be seen.
All he really needs is a friend, a guide
Looking for some comfort from the parts inside.
A very brilliant listener every slot and tray
It tells what you want to hear; what you make it say.
If comfort's what you really want you won't find it in a part
Comfort comes not in a thing but only from a Heart

On such a lonely night as this
The sun has bid adieu
Nameless shadows pass my way
Not one of them is you

Mannerisms slight reflect
A nose, a hair or two
But none can quite do justice
Not one's an image true

My mind makes pattern of what reminds
To find what means the most
It's hard to look straight at a friend
But only find a ghost

"you can call me 'Al..'."

How can it be a room is full
But one is still alone?
A hundred conversations fill
But not one is my own

Familiar faces I've never seen
Haunt my sanity
So very sure we've met before
But not that they've met me.

A name is nothing which no one knows
An echo of emptiness
A man without a soul is like
One who does not a name possess

You introduce and offer forth
Your soul captured in "name"
The meaning speaks right to the core
I offer back the same.

This bond we feel is soul to soul
In terms of you and me
Even though we've never met
We've shared identity

A rose is nothing without name
And certainly would lose all its fame
An image of the soul inspired
The meaning of a name transpires