(2014)
Water ever seeks it’s perfect peace, from mountain heights to scattered oceans deep. So too our spirit follows
Not so long ago I was convinced you were the culprit, the masked robber of my sacred trust.
Is there any way I might touch yo… that doesn’t skim right off the su… of your exquisitely contrived vene… Is there a plea which I might utt… that would stir you from within?
Your unexpected words of kindness fell upon this desert dweller’s arid heart
How does a landed mariner ever tell a living soul about the exquisite rapture of the sultry siren’s song ? As it echoed through the mist,
There’s a fearsome beast within, huddled tense and waiting, in the furthest corner of this brittle heart. It lies alert to any signal
It seems the only way to reach the mountain-top, is through the desert wasteland. It is only there that one might come to learn
What you seek with such fervent zeal, as you scour those sacred texts and scriptures, is far greater than
Cast adrift in an unknown sea. By my pride. Alone Missing you,
These words, gently laid upon this page, amount to my sincere prayer they reach within you, and touch your secret self,
I came to bless you with the mystery, and shine my light on you. I did not know you could not risk the light,
I humbly bow before your tender me… for no other reason than I’m sorry… As I listen to my old pal, Leonar… crooning out his holy tunes, there’s a message sounding clear
It is me. I am stripped down to my most naked intentions; having worn so many coats and less than noble guises.
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…
I am that scruffy urchin trembling in the winter chill, with hungry eyes as wide as your fancy dinner plate, staring with an empty longing
