Saturday, June 15, 2024

Days of shortened night

As we walk the lines of fire,

skipping around embers of desire.


Minds awakened by lucid thought,

Times imagination has now been sought.


We look eyes wide towards the sky,

Our feet on earth appear to lie.


The ground beneath our step gives way,

As we try hold fast to the light on this day.


Freefalling into unruly maelstroms wild storm, 

Getting ripped asunder we simply must be reborn.


We seek now that which eludes our feeble grasp,

We now hold forever thoughts from a long ago past.


The light of the day is getting bright.

Having now past through shadows long night.


Awake now the night, sleep walk cold dawn,

Lifes fire lines deep trouble leaves us forlorn.


Wild inferno rages within our simple mind,

Spiritual solice we must now grasp & find.