Musing on red ice
The ice inside my veins
as it hits the top of the clear water
when I lean over to see my reflection
Is it a cold day?
Is it a burning hot blood drop?
Is it peaceful slipping into the abyss?
What a ripple that single drop creates
onward and outward the ripple goes
but where does the blood drop stop?
No body knows
Sorrow, Pain, Regret and Anger
I leave you alone not by choice,
My heart has lept unflinchingly
At the chance to experience new memories of old emotions,
I have no doubts that I will come back to you Old Friends,
Companions to all who walk loves road
Just be -
Never resistant nor self-reliant
For without you and the forbidden doors to my soul you have unlocked,
where would I be?