A Solitary Journey

The power of one

To shift the wheel

To call the tides

To open doors to places only known in a child's dream

To push thru the curtain to places not yet found

Not yet known

Lessons learned from sunlight and leaves.

The distance kept in marble halls

So much time has passed to reach the temple gates

The two greet

While the masses converge

To be of one breath

one rhythm of the heart