Thinking through a scene in a story (way down the line) and this hit me. Struck me as something folk might find hopeful. Call the names lost in the night. Call the names back to the light. Call the names lost and alone. Call the names and bring them home. Where e’er their souls be… Read More Calling
Wandering through some thoughts in the world I’ve been playing in. What brings a name through the depths of time? Must it be yours or even mine? What calls the soul that still would be? That echoes in eternity? Listen well in silence bound Where finding is itself profound. Listen there in dark of night… Read More Weaving the Name
Something bright for today. I hope you enjoy it. Golden Silence at dawn of day Lingers still then drifts away. Softly then the day begins And morning tide, on it spins. Down into the soil deep A spark begins to wake from sleep. Working up through weaving day And sinking roots to wisdom’s stay. Then… Read More Roots of Dawn
This is the other side of one I did a long time ago “Duke of Bones”. Same character, from the perspective of those he protects rather than hunts. I hope you enjoy. He’s an odd one. He walks the weave He walks the cuts He walks the lines between Where bound’ry meets The sundered net… Read More Walker Between
A little mythology from one of my worlds. I hope you enjoy. The first word spoken was a blade It cut the second and dawn was made In the rising light the truth unfurled Showing what became the world. A world of silence, no voice yet sang Where all creation paused, listening. In the still… Read More Blade of Dawn