grains of dust by the millions entertaining gusts of wind before they fall to the floor and final rest


that is





until they are recycle into the whirlwind of life and death throes
the passion isn't lacking
it's stacking and growing painfully around us in the light




sleeping at night







what was here before the burning, awful brightness







nothing

darknes


black








just like life, the light is not forever


not timeless



there was darkness before and there will be afterwards as well




as for us






the shadpws of men and women



we are nothing but extentions of this blanket of blackness that stretches forever



that never ends




there are those of us that still fight to know why






and how





and it's the world
aye
the very earth beneath us
that has turned against it


too many blind





hopefully they will see something sometime




to many walls





under
over
around
or through




walk we must
or crawl if needs be



but on we must proceed of we are to get anwhere


if you shed blood
set the price igh if you don't give it freely


walk the road



and keep walking


ye'll not regret it




then my whispers get interrupted


somethig begins, something stirs inside
remarking on how the shadow ust runs to hide when the light is turned on





but notice this





notice how th darkness around the light sources condenses




and coils like a spring




then shut off the light




it's always within your power to do so






open eyes and honey covered lightning forked tongues grow longer

deny that mountain it's sacrifice
it will try to take it from you anyway


just remember that the gaze of the Rowan is wisdom
but the rolling stone


or stone cast


is folly



things can be seen in the darkness

not everything can be sen in the light

listen carefully when the shadow speaks

his words are hidden

her words have meaning behind




glass jars of empty space hold the world in a nutshell






infinite space in a grain of sand




time runs all too slowly through the eyes





if at all





the king is always three spaces away



you'll have to change the game if you want to checkmate



broken branches beat out wisdom rhythems on glass water drums






forgive the one who rights you
it was not an accident



clemency is given to those who need it
you only get it once if you just want it



and remember to stare into their eyes






only there will you find the answers you seek to forsake




now





turn on the light

awaken







and set me free