Tag: Elancharan

winter the dark rite of dancing trees in the night

the cold forest divided by the sound of the stream

every step of the way in the shadow of the winter moon

beyond the sun the flesh yearns for the call of paradise

buddha at the burn bin revisiting his faith

the void in the room cat shadow’s ears at attention

mist after the rain our cruel world is soft for awhile

in the beginning before the void there was only…ego

in peace i arrived in peace we shall go

ear to the ground we hear the footsteps of future generations