To Stand

Confidant in uncertainty, positive of ignorance

Yearning for direction

Unwilling to accept that which is not experienced

Alone

Isolated by intimacy, uncaring yet compassionate

Desperate for solitude

Responsibility calls, honor demands, ties bind, survival’s price

Waiting

Time passes, unbearable but comforting

Preparations begin

Stagnation is anethma, change is overwhelming, pain in all directions

To Continue

Distant visions of the mind, calling the heart

Demanding attendance

Seductive shades of gray, sweet desolation, pure existance

Without Faith

Yet aware of purpose, ebb and flow

Knowing the center

Feeling the distance, time is short, the journey must begin.