

alone on the mountaini climb and search free and true, wind to my back, sky to my blue. aptly so and deftly new, so is my way and whole is it too.alone on the mountain
grit. sweat. life under my fingernails. gripping its essence. tendons tense.
taming the child; loosing the man - soar my heart, wind, sky, land.


closer to the Dayclose to the Day, i am.closer to the Day
nearer and nearer to Life, i feel.
the peach blossoms grow and new shoots emerge from the awakening trees.
the fine intricacies of Life and the delicacies of Love present themselves in wondrous form at the corner of this new Day.
what is it that lies around the corner? i pine and yearn to know... is it a life blessed? is it health? is it sickness? is it death?
deep murmurs of wants ancient creep in with gentle, powerful force.
to run from yesterday, to want to


deep calls to deepDeep calls to deep Within the unchartered recesses Of the soul.deep calls to deep
He is a hollow man who denies these depths. He will never taste Life.
Light is his scarce comforter, And he admits it readily.
The soft shades of real joy Fade In his pale heart. He never feels their gentle, liquid warmth As they quietly push, and pulsate, and prickle Through the dusty, parched veins of his faceless core. He never samples their delicate sweetness - His tastebuds have been seared By eons of raw gluttony; By indulging those cravings closest to his su


i am not yetlife is not without You, death is without You. it reigns within me, driving in rusted iron fear.i am not yet
touch me where sense is not, within, that i may feel again now - feel the fresh breeze of cool life with crisp morning air brushing my face.
the dew settles so quietly under Your piercing blue skies.
be kind to me, and gentle, and take me there with You. hold me by my hand and lead me from the dark within.
take me with You, please.
i despair and pine and yearn for that place where i am not,
Thank you so much! (:
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