Written while reflecting upon the poem, “The Creed of my Heart, ” written by Edmond Gore Alexander Holmes, (1850-1906) and reminiscing upon the movie, 'Jeremiah Johnson.'
Her seeds of depth stare far and wide- mine heart breathes fire, thus, shoreline’s tide,
The morn of faith released by winds of four, carve paths of stone through snow-capped ice,
Thy Voice still known within me, speaks words of Wisdom, as thunder, yet thrice,
Breath I breathe of mystic air, no man may live as just he One, though soul’s delight by Nature’s stare!
Wednesday, February 23, 2011