Trees upon the Mountain

Trees upon a mountain shrouded in mist,
I travel alone, my self a shadow
The mist is my blindness
For are not all trees grounded in the same earth?

Heavy

Trudging iron shadow void
Rusting my spring life urge.

Eternity's Vision

I incubate in elaborate dreams,
worshiping manipulated shadows.
I need to be within the flood –
Eternity's whispered vision.