Mystic moon rising
the shadowed initiation
there is a vast canyon
between the known and the unknown
and the power therein.
The innocent curiosity in a child's eyes
at the brilliance of sandcastles!
The dark oblivion in a madmans;
I endlessly search
through the rivers of oblivion and temporal time
someone to call mine.
Reeds of disdain fulfill what remains
and silence trumps what the
true heart contains.