Seek

Light allows me to feel my vital aliveness.
Nothing, storm or flood, must get in the way of our need for light and ever more and brighter light.
The truth is the light and the light is the truth.

I hear a ringing.
The bells tolls once again.
The tolling of the bell calls me away.
But should I follow?

I walk towards the bell.
Perhaps one day I may arrive.

Passage

There exists a path.
It leads away from shadow's heart.
Far from the many broken sorrows.
Hiding in the darkness.

I travel along an unseen path.
I know not my destination.
There is but one thing that I know for sure.
I go to far purer lands.

But when will I arrive?

Falling

See the ocean twist and scream.
Watch it burn and fall.
Spin away from shattered glass.
Never return there.

I shall always hold the path.
I will remain strong.
As long as truth has not gone.
The Advent of Ends.

It comes to herald the death.
I can feel it now.
It perhaps is why I'm here.
It wanders toward

Shadows and Echoes

Everything has a Shadow.
Everything makes Echoes upon the Stream.

As I walk alone, I glimpse my Shadow.
That is not my Shadow, I realize.
It is merely one of my Echoes.

I continue onward.

Growing

It comes.

I awaken.
My blemish projects a searing pain into my soul.
My soul?

I feel an emptiness.
Something has been removed.
Part of my spirit is missing.

The corruption on my arm throbs angrily.
It is growing.

Awakening