I stand in the middle of a cold barren high desert. Winds of winter howling… Alone it seems, as I straining hear the silence exert, Power Divine! I’m cowling… In the Presence of this Holy sound my ideas dessert! All dreams flee with yowling! Whimper, return to netherworld; must die or convert! Ultimate Truth is … More Barren Cold Reckoning
Sitting alone in a moon-lit window, Crystal tries to relax and breathes deep to pull in the silence enveloping her world at two in the morning. Outside her window, a new snow blankets everything, deepening the quiet of these timeless hours. The storm is passing and the breaking moon displays the artistry of the storm. … More On a Moonlit January Night
Silence roars within the souls of the lost and lone! Deafening white noise eradicates rational thought; Obliterates imagination; Rosy ideals end in a moan! Wealth, worldly greatness, nothing can be bought, To satisfy the empty, stark realization of soul alone; No solace from mankind, nothing mankind taught, Prepares the lost soul for standing naked to … More Joy for the Lost and Lone!