Aeon Echo

And now, the voices of the aeon call me.
I felt the earth tremble; it sighed and it laughed.
Your times, your times, when we walked not upon the earth in the same way.
I stood upon the soft earth and felt innumerable sorrows. My heart was deep in the ground.
West was the way you looked; to the horizon.
Who teaches and tells of the things that have passed? What do your brethren of today know?
We walked not here with the same machines as you. This is how we saw the end time.
The circle is gone. They drove over it with their machines.

12/28/10

Light

I have wandered some time now towards you
Wondering
About unspoken mysteries
Seeking
Something that I only know now with my eyes closed
Imagining
Whether I could dance blind, and still see these shapes as other people would
If, with no sight, I could still feel a warmth in my hands
And if this life would give me light.
Will I have what I need if I take up and follow you?
I am pressed by the things that make us.
I am pressed by yearning.
"Quit the darkness..."


12/23/10