Ego

Was just leaving a two hour stint of being all alone with my thoughts, when the answer to the question I hadn't yet articulated was answered.

Sometimes the vast landscape before me is hidden

Silently waiting for a tree to fall

does anybody hear?

I want to know if

you are willing to live

day by day with the consequence of love

and the sure and bitter defeat

of those things you hold close

as a stuffed dog held in your innocent grip

Decades of protection

silenced voice

Surpression of a violent tongue

The landscape is calling

Does anybody hear?

Destiny onced tamed by a civilized mind

Wells up from the dark, unseen

reality

I'm listening

Moonless Night

I am sitting here

Wondering about the world I see

Where I fit

Who are you God


Connection a distant hope

coloring the frozen tundra

of the outback where I dwell


Raised sword held by

bloodied fingers torn by thorns

while grasping for the rose


Where are you Lord

Who is love


Facist handiwork of my own design

keeping my love safely confined

nurturing my childish view


Waits to be nudged

from this tower


Alas, death


Yet the world's gaze beckons

My soul resonates

Expectations fade as smoke mingles with the midnight air

Revealing my name

your name

refusing to be comforted

this is my path, our road home

to the watching world seemingly frozen to love

As tundra

Alas, Love's way

Love's soul

Beckons