the glowing truth
As the sun ducks away behind the cover of twilight, the bustle of everyday life dies down from a roar to a whisper and the true essence of life is revealed.
my heart seems to elate in the quiet as most experience only trepidation in this time of twilight, yet i take solace in the shadows it provides. the solitude and silence seem only too loud sometimes. as i seek something in my mind. revelations, remnants, rot, and rejoicing ringing resplendent, gilded in the memories of old, be they filled with joy or sorrow? who knows? open the door, turn the crank and see where this latest sojourn into your mind takes you.
past the pits of heartbreak, and through the swamps of my loathing.
into the forests of wonder and fascination, into the meadows.......the meadows of love.
small they may be, they are magnificent. green grass, clear air, blue skies and a brook from the forest, filling the area with a sense of passion and wonder. a need to branch out, and explore. to test the waters of this shallow stream in this enchanted glade.
this is what lurks in the depths of my mind.
not thoughts. not plots or random excursions into your mortal quay. no. another world lies behind these eyes. a world that few understand, and fewer can relate.
i have found one who relates and understands. She stands majestic. The Muse Triumphant. A voice and a mind from either the most high or the inner most. Either way, a blessing is upon me. A boon fulfilled. Now this mind has work ahead of it.
The gospel of a shadowed mind. To preach the poetic truth.
From birth til death do i part. This world is mine. And my words.....they are my gift to you.
And so it begins...........
my heart seems to elate in the quiet as most experience only trepidation in this time of twilight, yet i take solace in the shadows it provides. the solitude and silence seem only too loud sometimes. as i seek something in my mind. revelations, remnants, rot, and rejoicing ringing resplendent, gilded in the memories of old, be they filled with joy or sorrow? who knows? open the door, turn the crank and see where this latest sojourn into your mind takes you.
past the pits of heartbreak, and through the swamps of my loathing.
into the forests of wonder and fascination, into the meadows.......the meadows of love.
small they may be, they are magnificent. green grass, clear air, blue skies and a brook from the forest, filling the area with a sense of passion and wonder. a need to branch out, and explore. to test the waters of this shallow stream in this enchanted glade.
this is what lurks in the depths of my mind.
not thoughts. not plots or random excursions into your mortal quay. no. another world lies behind these eyes. a world that few understand, and fewer can relate.
i have found one who relates and understands. She stands majestic. The Muse Triumphant. A voice and a mind from either the most high or the inner most. Either way, a blessing is upon me. A boon fulfilled. Now this mind has work ahead of it.
The gospel of a shadowed mind. To preach the poetic truth.
From birth til death do i part. This world is mine. And my words.....they are my gift to you.
And so it begins...........