Shall we all peer into the things that connect us at the very heart? Explore the repeating motifs that make us human, make us all human, and make humans of us all? Fire dims the eyes to the night, and the night dims the eyes to the fire. We seek balance, but even that balance has it's price. One may stand at the edges and peer into both sides, but peer too deep from that grey middle and you will find yourself just as blind as if you'd wandered into the depths. So let us make our choices then, and decided which truth we hold dearest.
Shall we ply the shadows? Seek out the things that sought to be hidden? Knowledge yes, privacy..and losing the edges of ourselves to the dark edge of night
Shall we stand in the light? To be defined properly and measured? Truth at the cost of knowing all the shadowy things that lurk in the depths of the human heart
Shall we keep the threshold? To be welcome on both sides, but never really accepted? Knowing just enough of everything to know that you'll never know everything about anything.
I want a woman who smells like the storm.
No, I want a woman who surrounds me like a storm.
A woman who can light up the darkness of my night.
A woman who can strike the tinder of my heart,
and set it, like a wildfire, ablaze.
A woman who can fill the raucous silence of my mind
with the peal of her name.
A woman who can fall against my skin,
at once cool and refreshing.
Give me Love, the unremitting love the Sky gives the Earth,
And I will soak you up like the Ground does the Rain.