Crista Acker
Benicia, California, USA
Crista AckerBenicia, California, USA |
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Crista Acker has lived in Benicia, California her entire life. She is seventeen years old and goes to Diablo Valley College. Her hobbies include reading and writing, especially poetry, and she hopes to one day become a professional writer. |
UnveiledThe great circle of life shines through us allGiving us the magic of hopes and dreams With rainbows and stars that in the night fall Powering us with illuminous beams The balance of nature was here before Now through humanity it has been cast Far away from our cities crowded shores Only to be seen in the distant past How could I possibly show them the way Awakening the visions in their eyes So everyone can see beyond today And discover where our own future lies With light of the galaxies I have sailed To bring you the future to be unveiled |
The Sands Of TimeA blossoming rainbow of melted dreamsShowering down in contented streams Onto clouds set adrift by the winds of chance Carrying my memories through a brilliant expanse But below these towering skies my mind seeps Tumbling through uncharted oceans of sleep Only to wish for the trance to unfold And wash me away to a fountain of gold I long fo what splendor may await me tomorrow While slipping away beyond yesterday's sorrow If you uncover my trove of secrets, please tell Which riddle will reverse this haunting spell It encircles my heart in transparent wreaths Drowing the sweet sparkles that lie just beneath Yet in serene silence I can hear a whispering As the wavering sands of time and shifting |
ImagineImagine adventuring up to the skyPresented with the twinkling of twilight Drawn upwards upon wings of desire you fly Destined for illustrious lands of delight Notice how the rainbows disperse and fade Vanishing into the shadow of the sun From here a reflection of reality is displayed Exotic fantasy has just begun Beware, for its insights are often obscured Whispered words become chimes of serenity Seek and recapture this vibrant harmony, so pure As it pours from the lips of divinity |