The glory found in today’s puzzling thoughts. Mind and hope make for profound recipes and unexpected dishes. Tomorrow’s path has its own worries.

What sum the total of love and the committed effort to watch further sun’s challenge the dark? Seldom swum streams welcome those brave enough to swim them.

Owned and filled by thousand star’s light. Mercy to contain that much power and still feel the embrace of humility. Dreams minister to the cadence and harmony sung at throne’s edge.

Impenetrable wisdom denying this journey made to waiting oracle. Within the realm of meditation, not on fire’s brewing, but upon the brew with dark and bitter outcome.

Inclined my ear with tilted neck leaning and gleaning silence for anticipated whisper. Struck blind by lightning and startling thunder. Running ahead of pack and longhorn.

Is there truth built into the mechanisms and articular appendage? Will waving these arms and expressing finger forma relieve anxiety or doubting? Watching the waiting waves.

I didn’t know I was going to know the reason for my making. I didn’t expect that every pain was part and parcel to upbringing. Raised to calculate numbers larger than my name.

Unto the promises of heaven I relinquish my unbelief and anger. There are no roads worthy of travel that include ill-surrendered burden. To the heaven’s I commit the dust and breeze.

With purpose I welcome the mountains before me. Let this eye not advise retreat. But confer in courage and spirit to the plateaus of morning’s mission.

To all quiet or moment’s of war’s mastery. To hear the bird beyond the bells and bombs enlisting the brave to follow, unto the road carved in stars and sadness.