On To the Sun
Alone I stand amongst those that love me.
Firmly in the ground have I placed my awakened feet.
Blood thus far rushes the visions that lay before me.
Through the white waters and the snow sands, thus does it call me.
I have heard that which may bring the spirit to a soothing calm.
Yet, it is I, whom still stands alone in the naked forest, breathing in the ages of a universal void.
A symphony of drifting, that has suspended itself along the coast of time, steals itself onto me; searching for an orchestra within the living of the vines.
A satiating emptiness lurks about, thus where I have chosen to stand.
I feel the weakness of my body stir the spirit ever more.
Restless souls ask for me, it is they who know.
The covenant lives and cannot die.
Unearthly phenomena become that which separate the day from the night.
I stand alone amongst those that love me.
On my knees I genuflect before the Greatest Being that ever is.
I stand Alone, on a fortress like tower.
I gaze at the face of all I do love.
In their eyes I see a reflection of a river of wild flowers.
In their hearts I see the beating of many deep rooted roads.
I stand alone lifted.
I thus exist in the palm of His hand; walking along the lines drawn right before me.
I stand alone; I see the face of all who love me; I dive my spirit into His soul.
I am not afraid anymore.
Copyright © Katarzyna Lewczuk | Year Posted 2005
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