Poem – Night Becomes the Day
The empty fields will breath darkness until giving way to the increasing light. What today is hidden in...
Poem – The Scorched Field
Across an empty field scorched with morning light I see shadows dancing along the treeline filling empty spaces....
Poem – To the Darkness
To the darkness that is ever present that is the shadow following each footstep that is the fast...
Poem – Winter Sky
The winter sky holds the empty field waiting for the snow shadows to fall with silence and with...
Poem – Empty
With an empty mind free of obstructions we can see and hear everything. Each leaf in the tree...
Poem – In the Distant Valley
A wanderer of the frozen lands, I stopped at the edge. A silence wrapped in wind and ice...
Poem – Beyond Control
I move across the empty fields toward the tree line and pause. There are shadows and things unseen...
Poem – Guided By Wolves
In the last dream of this life I watched the white wolf walk away. In the first dream...
Poem – Possibilities
The empty field and the distant infinite horizon lay claim to nothing except possibilities. At my feet the...
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Poem – Rebirth
At the top of the mountain beyond the pass I stopped and looked back at the path I...
Poem – What Remains
What remains shrouded in smoke behind the veil we created? What is left when the empty field clears...
Poem – The Physical Manifestation of the Mind, Part 3
In a deep fog, a wakeful sleep, a field lit by ten-thousand lanterns reflects the chaotic sky passing...
Poem – The Physical Manifestation of the Mind, Part 2
The threads fade into the background as the scene silences and I am left with basic and primal...
Poem – The Mind Focusing
If my mind were turned inside out, flipped, and away from the lantern in the middle of one...
My religion is the open empty field
(1) I passed through the window looking for the outside and landed back here in my mind. When...