Cale Young Rice
Cale Young Rice Poems
|1.||Kinchinjunga (Which Is The Next Highest Of Mountains)||1/4/2003|
|2.||Chanson Of The Bells Of Oseney||1/4/2003|
|3.||New Dreams For Old||1/4/2003|
|4.||The Chant Of The Colorado||1/4/2003|
|5.||The Great Seducer||4/22/2010|
|9.||When The Wind Is Low||1/4/2003|
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There is a quest that calls me,
In nights when I am lone,
The need to ride where the ways divide
The Known from the Unknown.
I mount what thought is near me
And soon I reach the place,
The tenuous rim where the Seen grows dim
And the Sightless hides its face.
~I have ridden the wind,
I have ridden the sea,
I have ridden the moon and stars.
I have set my feet in the stirrup seat
Of a ...