Embrace of Certainty
Original life seemed too uncertain, trees needed conversion like pagan fancies the civility of a wiser priesthood; black dirt and running streams hid fortunes from
Original life seemed too uncertain, trees needed conversion like pagan fancies the civility of a wiser priesthood; black dirt and running streams hid fortunes from
I should write about the fights I lost, about bigger angels and the punishment they exact, the feeling in the gut when the tide shifts
for the people of Egypt and Tahrir Square Strength comes with the morning from a troubled dream to the gray palette of winter sky
I want to break over the horizon and shine my inner light on the frost covered earth, feeling the boundless just one more time, free