Thursday, December 23, 2004
"Blades will bleed, shields will shatter. But as the light fades...
...will the hero rise again?
Or will darkness reign?"
Saturday, December 04, 2004
Inspired by the walk to CCC's men's breakfast this morning:
Jagged rocks and miry pits
Cold wind blows
The path of a lone ranger
The lone tracks show
Viscous darkness and quigmire roads
The path preludes the pondering
The trail that taunts forever
The way that keeps on wandering
The sod swamps the wanning hope
Blistering snow cutting veins
The wound is visibly clear
Numbness drifts and ushers in pain
The path, this road, this trail
Stumbling and falling
So maliciously tiring
Over broken glass the crawling
New path, new road, new trail
Though the sun is not always clear
At least no longer lonely
He walketh beside me and near
