October 2009
3 posts
valley camp
have I fallen asleep at the gate? in he came, crashing pillars and pouring pots of soil, seed, and flower. for the first time in my life his whispers heeded, and scripture turned to poison and the promise of new life a frightful thing behind a heavy curtain. who have I been named today? I have not met him, and pray His promise to the one sheep run up the mountain.
Oct ‘07
I have walked...
ambition.
i want to be great because i want to be worthy of creation i want to show that this kit can build a tower and be ravished upstream and grizzly eaten i want that tower to be appreciated, first by the tool giver but evidenced by my community is that the praise of men? i cannot quite see the selfless life realized in the pursuit of greatness maybe selflessness is not self-diminishing but right...