I walk the sands of an ancient wish,
Keeping the softness close to my heart
As the salted spray rests gently
Across my body.
I walk in the presence of my God,
My creator, my reason for dreaming.
I walk the steps of Enoch
The countless stars continue
Spinning over me, dancing along
Their ancient and celestial paths.
I feel a deep peace and know
The kind pleasure of acceptance.
I am adrift on the mind’s farthest shore,
A place were time and chance
Have no meaning.
A place were pain and hurt
Have no hold.
The waves are in rhythm with
The quiet echoes of lost loves
And forgotten dreams.
They come to this shore
From a far place of deep solitude
That mirrors the starry void above.
I sit beside a fire that gives
More light than warmth, saying nothing
of my sorrow and fear of standing still.
In a moment I will move on
For I cannot linger where
The heart stops.
Looking back across the far shoreline,
Back across the many steps taken,
I see the monuments of the
Forgotten and the fallen.
I passed through without notice,
For so many are of my own making.
Looking forward across the other side,
The empty stretch of oblivion waits,
glowing in the moonlight and
tugging at my consciousness.
Soon I will be in harmony
With all things, and I will
Ascend with promise.