liberty life truth

yearning, pleading, trembling for an answer

your eyes in my vision

draw me in

reality grounds me

I want this to be true

I want to believe in more

seasonal shadows

pasteurizing salts on rainbows' elken tundra

let me take you to the beginning

there was a stirring in my vision

someone was transmitting through

the waves came stronger

crashing more profoundly

until time stood still

and I gazed on you

ruckus anomalous beating vision

of open space and light

homes and travels

small wet pockets of soil

spread throughout the cosmos

all waiting to be born

don't stop now, journeyman and friend

there's also blue

meadows of gold and fragile air

crisp shadows and vulnerable light

gentle stillness and beating warmth

a candid response, dear friend, to an explorer's oath

I've seen the hills of Yawez

stood at the mouth of the heavens

perched on a wise man's couth

breathed the water of forebear'r's enlightenment

now toll pardons men

in speech as well as holy thought

I hold a truth so anew

shadows vision warmth torched brazen liberty life truth