...so often near.

Night is dark,

Sober mountain air.

Sadness illuminates the stars.

Here I lie, Alone in sleep.

A delicate moment.

A timeless clock of thought;

Image upon image feeds darkness.

Here I lie, Alone in sleep.

Wondering what went wrong.

Unfocused journeys, obsessive pursuits.

What is this darkness to be?             

             

- a shaft for thoughts to run their course?

Pulsating. Conflicting. Silencing.

Here I lie, Alone in sleep.

A fruitless tree, waiting to die.

The journey began to end,

And ends to begin again.

Here I lie, Alone in sleep.

Troubled blood courses my veins.

Forging through perfection,

Searing scars leave remnants.

Here I lie, Alone in sleep.

Tense, certain for Light.

Walking through sadness, I fall deep.

Darkness ensues as I lie alone at His feet.

There I lie