Mammoth gates of undressed stones
greet me, with a tale of the bygone eras.
The misty mountains from beyond beckon
into the realms of the unknown.
I dwell in the today, trying to fathom
the fascinating allure of the eclectic verses,
penned by the medieval past and the mystic future.
They invite me on a path of unravelling
as my maverick soul, is on a quest
to taste the alchemy of life.
Sadje’s WDYS #64
On a quest I set out
to find the elusive
without an idea
in which direction to head!
I see myself in the mirror
but know not who resides within me
his voice I do hear often
but know not how he looks!
I hear him at times so loud and clear
while at times just a careless whisper
His blessings clear my path clean
while at times warns to tread with caution!
I try to call out to him
but never shows himself
yet never lets my belief down
when the surrender is complete!