This bitter cup reminds me of what waits— dissolution at the far off edges where things fall apart...
Tag: forest
Industrial
Dim are the moving shadows in these trees— somehow ominous the way the light glares, like a world cut of darkness...
The Fruiting Tree
This that fell from the stars— new poison in the reservoirs drawing our eyes up and away on walkabouts to find the fruiting tree...
Empty Eyes
My hands touched the face of a thing made clean baptized in blood and wine when no one could tell the difference...
Wilderness
Walking through the closed in places, the wilderness breathes me in...
Beneath Tall Pines
At the edge of a meadow beneath tall pines I saw a shadow making its way to Zion leading the blind across broken bridges...
City Lights
City lights out to the freefall edge down to the blackwater and an eternity of silence wandering across the salted fields and planting seeds with high hopes for the harvest...
Come Wander
Come wander with the cursed and broken through this realm of woodland music where melodies wind along paths to a ritual center...
Where I Left My Heart
I left my heart drying in the setting sun Out on the side of the road to you And kept right on walking into the night that lay ahead Humming a song whose words I’d forgotten...
Altar to the Iron Sky
The birdsong above tells me I’ve walked this road before Shadows lay across it in bands of night and day Passing over me, each step a new twilight But nothing is familiar in the trees ahead...
Path Through Wild Thickets
Tread the path through wild thickets Overgrown with the remnants of legend Once made flesh, now to dust returned Fear not the shadows stirring in this place...
Down to the River
Mist off the surface of the river is a cloak Over the backs of we who walk among the trees Joy is our song this day of glory Light and darkness dance together as one...
The Path That Wasn’t There
I crawled along the face of the Earth Looked down and saw stars beneath my feet Over a distance I’ve crossed a thousand times.
Along the Narrow Way
A rising call across the mountaintops Shivering in the breeze of a chill morning Far off the sea shines in the coming day. The mist here hides wandering spirits...
Over the Chasm
Things fall apart at the edges, and on approach Distortion in our vision spreads like cracks on pavement Under that splintering bridge lives a prophet...
