travelogue

independence of one is in dependence of none
creating the loneliest sum of
in diff er ence


~~~


in a game one has competition
for one must all ways win
and this creates the losing
that constantly kills within

for live is 'bout learning
and, all ways, we must give

for in that slow un folding
only true love can
exist


~~~


and in my reflection
i did see
you

and, in your protection,
big stones you
threw

and how readily i catch them
for all way i
knew

that deep below the connection
our love did
grew


~~~


my magic is the balance
for, in love, i care

my chalice is the balance
for, in protection, i dared

my hope is the balance
for, in faith, i walked

my life is the balance
for, in presence, i talked


~~~


once i believed there be no limits
and there was

once i believed free be leaving
and it was

once i believed in re conceiving
and i does


~~~


here along the mountain smiles
fire burning
water rushing
clean air and clear skies


i am high
i am high
i am high


all ways and for ever
i fly


~~~


as darkness decends
i wonder : am i safe?

here there may be demons
-or- angels

...or, both...

i guess there's only one way
to find
out


~~~


what is trust but me
taking your hand
as we run
in to
the

un known ?


~~~


i never assume to know the answers
i only believe that every thing i need
is all ways available to me
if i choose to see
if i choose to be
free
here and now
in, this
oblivion
of, bliss