There are no pictures on these wal… no mountain lakes nor sailing ship… Not long ago there were no walls Life was lived outside your window… I’d tried to live within four wall…
Are you the one I have no words f… Are you the one who seeks the space between these lines? I used to think I’d know you inst… Now I don’t know anything at all.
Water ever seeks it’s perfect peace, from mountain heights to scattered oceans deep. So too our spirit follows
There’s a voice deep inside getting stronger every day. I cannot deny the message these urgent words proclaim. Why bother?
I’ve been so afraid to speak these heartfelt words. This secret has been kept so well, from myself, by myself,
Everything he has ever been taught alerts him to avert that dancing f… What is it then that demands he mu… proceed towards his certain fiery… Some deep and ancient voice within
Neon lights buzzed in staccato out… Sleep seemed something I dare not… I took myself looking to ease my a… keeping to steamy side-streets and… heading for the part of town beyon…
Beloved goddess, sweet holy mother of us all, you who beckon me throughout these hectic days
Not so long ago I was convinced you were the culprit, the masked robber of my sacred trust.
I come to the village well today, though without a need to drink. My worldly thirst now quenched, with home and hearth supplied. I am here to fill a deeper vessel
What you seek with such fervent zeal, as you scour those sacred texts and scriptures, is far greater than
It was in those early days when everything seemed technicolor there was that explosion only inward then nothing
My bucket had a hole in it. I kept trying to fill it. The more I tried, the more flowed down the drain. It wasn’t for lack of what was nee…
Your end? My end? Where the hell’s the middle? You say this. I say that.
Listen. There it is. The hum of perfect silence at the centre of all that is, and isn’t.
