Sunday, November 25, 2012

Belie my little eye

Belie my little eye that struggles to see through lofted wants and desires. I have a longing for the outdoors, peace captured as both my body and mind mingle forward in transcendent vapors of our creation, our existence. Yet, I must remember that while there I may possess a longing for academic endeavors and greater achievement. For I must survive this fire so that my life might calm down enough to find the balance between ambition and peaceful resolution.

Oh, how right now I long for some days of merry adventures with a peaceful mind.

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Holding on to a poetic mind

During my time here, I must hold on to the mystery held in the twilight, caught on silhouettes of leafy branches in the warm, humid breeze of Midwestern nights. I must hold onto the grandeur of a hike into the morning mist of Long's Peak, where my strength of mind carried the weakness of my body.

On these days, I must remember the passion-filled, painful runs during that summer where I almost lost all. I must remember the strength that I've carried into the heel hook and gaston when the stronger climber's mind failed and I was forced to do what I only thought of as impossible. (I can still feel my veins rushing from the thrill of life and conquered fear.)

In essence, I must remember the essence of my soul is stronger than what I now believe. My spirit awaits a word for its revival. With these hopeful remembrances, I lift up my now encumbered mind with how in the midst of such a glorious and poetic past that such a great future may await. In any regard, hope exists whether buried or flickering and will alight again in the presence of better days.


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