Search This Blog

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Internal Labyrinth

I walk a labyrinth
my thoughts are markers
I fight
or I dance
the double edge sword of the warriors lot.
Dancing gives me freedom
fight focus
but its focus from the depth of the waters edge
froth and crash
blindly I lash only knowing that something unknown is lurking near
My silence has been denial
limiting my vision of sight and sound and vision