Deep into the morning...

Why do I write deep into the darkness to speak of Light ?..

Time gives me the gift of forgetfulness..

Strength carries me on the journey..

The Spirit of Sleep keeps telling me that I must enter Her room..

Wakefulness tells Sleep that I now walk with Him..

How strange, that I find myself again within two divisions..

I know that I am the 'Observer',

but, I still play the role of seeker..

Perhaps, this is the problem that we,

that keep walking upon this road, face..


-thomas