Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Internus Spiritus Resurrectio

Like a lush garden path carelessly swaying in a mid-summer breeze

Watching its distance to keep from the winter of cold discontentment

Moving in deliberate strides to stay near the trusted One

Brazen faces look upon the peace that He exudes with fascination

Teetering between air and earth whilst falling helplessly into slumber

Infancy is treasured above maturity of the mind

The vortex of life creates a void in space that no longer has purpose

Deliberate intentions govern the journey for all of time