for the gods and the erff

The valley-populated by listless commerce, Civilization guided by plastic people at the helm Masts bending to the demands of the helpless Why don't you want me to look out the window? Vision blurring the exclude details of surroundings The astounding, grandeur we are accustom to ignoring Demeter's, the all mother, our cradle of self-undoing We've forgotten her round face and nurturing smile Hermes is gods messenger of markets and commerce The tributes paid daily are tithe to his ministry It all started changing once he led me there Hours mounted in the mountain's challenges With his help I found paths paved with stone Those paved with possibility of newfound faith Clear as the sky looming so largely overhead Confronted with an explanation for all my questions. The answer in the form of a fluid framework Its folds, a broad possibility of paths to understanding. first impressions always important with Janus the god of good beginnings and thus good endings breaking free of titan's shackles, up Olympus' root Equipped with a focused guide and skepticism I had never pictured my personal pilgrimage A mountain of questions lay out in front of me Not interested in available answers often offered There are many paths up a mountain, here mine An action that's still perfect while an idea warps My minds playing tricks on me so I turn it off again There must be and offering from my body now Water always finds a path to its destination The naiads, nymphs or creeks and brooks Giggling as walk to my river's dry edge Crashing chaos the water wields willingly Wildly it splashes me while I stop to drink Naiads of water that only sleep in winter They nurture me on the most basic level All that inspires my journey born from you Only if my path is as sure as your winding way Your cold blue eyelashes tickle the shore Churn for me in your cold black depths The tall dark forest rise into the sky Shaded slopes rise steep, guiding me Light dances gaily, forward then back Games with the wind, from light to black Standing with the earths strong arms Open spaces with high hanging ceilings Beyond the grandeur of man's cold chapels Age old testaments to man's minute meaning My guides pace hastens and I feel efforts honesty The fledgling forest, orange in a setting sun Twinkle on sweet night, the brink of night's birth The brink of change and evolution every where Fauna beginning a long-lived journey Baring witness to mans fickle pace My guide and I watch the sun die Trees shadows grow, inflating I'm sure I'm told it's over an hour to our newest home Some shelter under bending branches Evaded again, eternities cool eyes shine Reflecting our solitude. Revolving the day Direction and distance revise in my mind No longer mystic magic. A number to crunch I still hear the oak leaves, they tease me The stars hang like a lace crown Ariadne a goddess placed in the stars. Extending your welcome to dewy youth Oh how the moon's heavy breath moves Her sighs are forever and yet broken Reminding me of your warm arms Shadows take on lives of their own Dancing fires make the spirit of smoke Artemis hold still my dewy leaves of youth You expose me to night's revolution Diamonds for stars, black silk for the sky Pan's treasured forest nymph absently sways Sleeping and walking, she dreams through the days Movement surrounds you concluding your stay East mountains, orange fountains, rise like the tide How in love I was in this open emerald Like an unfolding sky mapping possibility Born of cast off seed and the ocean's foam Unmatched but any mortal forms beauty Beyond understanding or attainability Spawn of the breath of a western wind Vanquishing clouds and sewing magic Floral fragrance explodes unbridled A medley of nymph's woven splendor Blades of grace dance with neon flowers Wind fueling their festival sporadically Limoniads pull the strings from silk veils Love swells beyond my heart to my eyes Flooded by feeling of foiled longing Rose water tears nurture my feature Reborn into my own brief baptism Mountain goats dotting the steep sloped shapes Daunting shards of the earth compressed plates Like gaping mouths screaming to the sky above Silence in such a dramatic underworld opening Passages to the home of the land of the dead Hades gold helmet hides him from mere mortals Cold stone caves hold earth bound treasures I feel his shadowed eyes follow my footsteps My guide warns of the gravity of curiosity Temptations sloped labyrinth distraction calls Hades' embrace is not yet meant to be held Upward is my ambition, not to be mislead Discovery is unfolding as I push ahead The stern rock face rises above tired spirits Our most daunting face punishes a wandering eye She demands complete focus in trying times Her wrath is cold and unforgiving as walls steep Wedged in her bosom I failed to waiver at all All my attention fixed on her and only her. Infidelity means the sure death to all involved Herra in this moment you are my one and only mind and body of mine and my guides are yours allow me my pilgrimage as it nears a holy land Seeing the summit as my obvious intended outcome My straining assent eases, as you will me past Tired legs tread this traitorous narrow victory Doors open to a height literal and metaphorical My environment induces ideological evolution Natures astounding grandeur overwhelms m Surveying a mirrored mass of infidelity Endless cliffs dive into elevations excess Like his regal birds marauding overview Unfolding teal blue electric lakes exist Our pinnacles nemesis is the heart of darkness Holding ourselves high, drownding in light Monumental glaciers, earth's slow evolution Unyielding crowns gleam time's triumphs Lightning cutting to the heart of my truth That flash of reality extending onto my being Humbled by the grandeur of nature's scope The slightest glimpses into the eyes of creation A moment of condensed majesty manifested God was there with us, a real tangible god Confronted with an illustration of my spiritually All would hang from it if bound from here Here on this peak all is calm and so clear I spread out my arms, freed from bondage The valley floor nothing but a memory now Dark green forests rise around it's broad base Emerald green fields greet fading forests Washed rock shores hold Teal blue lakes The glaciers cold fingers creeping onward Surrounded by endless mountains and sky The church of the earth infinitely before of me