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On the Edge of a Leap of FaithAnother night alone
waiting for the start
sometimes I have to question
if I even have the heart
to try once more for happiness
will you be my saving grace?
the consequences of failure
can they I again face?
paranoid about everything around
doubt and fear, scowls and jeers
not the most noble of sounds
I want to reach out and touch you
to trust you with all I am
but all I am is broken
battery running dead
Still I worry that I'll hurt you
that I'll flinch before your eyes
please don't be to quick to judge me
I can't bear a tear in your eye
Just hold out your hand
bring me in on to dry land
I've spent a life time drowning
in a sea of my own creation
but I sense you can recharge me
give me the boost I need
perhaps you can even heal me
in you this is what I see
so tell me beautiful stranger
oh tell me what you be?
sinner or saint, succor or pain?
or is the answer somewhere in between?
I'll reach my arm out towards you
cowardice is no way to live
Hope springs eternal
my life i
Conversations on the Mountain: FearOnce more up the mountain
once more into the breech
around me the winds did howl
like harpies they did screech
I bowed my head to my master
twas new knowledge I did seek
"Please speak to me my master
your wisdom I beseech."
"My young apprentice has returned
in the teeth of a howling storm,
pray tell me my apprentice
what question has thy heart born?"
"Master I seek to know about fear
that which follows us day by day
even the most courageous
cannot keep it's claws at bay.
Pray tell me then my master,
to what purpose is it in life?
Even after the threat has passed
it does curse our hearts to strife."
The master nods with a puff of smoke
escaping from his long pipe
He sighs and shifts towards the mouth of the cave
staring into the howling night
"Fear is born of many things
from long before we were men,
it can be a hint to threats and danger
far beyond our ken.
In this aspect fear is a shield
to defend us from the world
nightmares and cries upon darkened skies
to leave your toes tightly cu
Conversations on the Mountain: PainI return now to my master
a new question I've divined
I climb the mountain once again
an answer I hope to find
I pack up my supplies
some of my master's favored tea
and journery up once again
to the cave in the mountain's lee
I sit down beside my master
the water's already hot
and add a dose of his favorite tea
to the already boiling pot
We sit there for awhile
the silence speaking for us
The master nods and thinks a moment
"Speak now, you'll be heard."
I set myself and ask in a calm and steady tone
"Master what I wish to know is why life cuts to the bone?
What is pain my master, why does it fill all life?
Why must we exist this way, in eternal strife?"
My master stops and thinks
this question he surely guessed
and says to me "My apprentice,
there is no place to rest
the nature of pain is life,
and sadly we cannot second guess.
The world we live in is harsh
Filled with pain and loss and hate.
Go from me now to contemplate
depart from here post-haste!"
Never had I heard my master
Conversations on a Mountain: LoveI once climbed a high mountain
to a wise man I did go
seeking truth and knowledge
oh did my ignorance show
I came upon his cave
a warm recessed space
he waited for me calmly
clearly not one to pace
He said "I know what you are seeking
even when you do not.
Insight in the face of mysticism
truth in the face of doubt."
He bids me to sit next to him
and put aside my load
We sit a time in the little cave
and looked upon the driving snow
"Speak now your first question"
The old man finally sighed
"Master what is love?"
"Simply put it is the highest you can climb"
"...to the peaks of snow capped mountains
or to the humid jungle's tops
Keep true to your word to your beloved
for your heart must never stop."
"For if you stop, falter or fail
and your heart begins to doubt
you'll be cast from your high perch
with nothing to slow you down."
"So select carefully oh young man
with whom you fall in love
if you do not choose wisely
you may never get back up."
He sent me away then
to contemplate and thi
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