(2013)
There’s a voice deep inside getting stronger every day. I cannot deny the message these urgent words proclaim. Why bother?
Your unexpected words of kindness fell upon this desert dweller’s arid heart
I gaze down now upon the cracked and battered shell of the fearsome fiery dragon that once held me in her sway. It’s remarkable just how frail
These words I cry do not come easily; as if they echo from the cold stone depths of a long forgotten tomb.
The essence of night is her infinite darkness, that cannot be measured by space or in time. She’s as large or as small
There’s a fearsome beast within, huddled tense and waiting, in the furthest corner of this brittle heart. It lies alert to any signal
I was surrounded by many desperate, troubled people. There was much drinking, drugging, and violence. Women were being bought and sold,
Look out there, see them, boy ? They want yer juice. They’re dry, them circlin’ desert… All they want's yer juice, boy.
I was addressed today in the secret silent language that everyone knows; except for me. It was assumed I’d know exactly
It’s only you that I can trust to hear these words as true. Those I know seem blinded by some notion or another about me. You are my closest confidant
I’m not angry with you. I am hurting, and as usual, I don’t know why. I don’t know why I cry
It seems for ages, I have been trapped behind yet another version of what I want to think I know. I was so sure I loved you
Who’s gonna throw my pitiful ashes into the holy mother Ganges? Who’s gonna hold it as their sacre… Who’s gonna know the need for this… I’ve seen so many nameless shadows
Water ever seeks it’s perfect peace, from mountain heights to scattered oceans deep. So too our spirit follows
Something whispers, certainly not nothing. A subtle impetus to choose to stir and rise