Inspiration Board: Sacred Mountain

You seek answers but,

you are not ready.

If you need a vision, 

you will find it on the 

highest mountain.

Past the forest

that blocks you 

from the sky.

To a place where

not even birds will fly.

A place of only mist

and shadow.

Not a pillow of moss 

to rest your head.

So near to Heaven

yet kissed by the dead.

Sleep will evade you,

hunger will claw,

and the bitter cold

will be your only 

friend after all.

Alas you will 

hear the Gods on the winds

You will have forgotten 

all material things.

And as you reach

from the edge of the earth,

you shall find your re-birth.

Hallowed Ground

Hallowed ground 

on a busy street.

A lifeless body covered

in a golden sheet.

I saw your picture,

I cried to heaven.

A great struggle took place in my heart.

On one side rage

the other side peace

and they fought all night 

like ravenous beasts.

When the morning came 

I felt the calm.

Peace had prevailed

the battle was won.

I know the cold ground is undeserving of you.

I know your family is struggling without you.

I know that I ran to hug my own child.

I know I did not let go for a long while.

But death, there is no death,

just a changing of worlds.

and you will sail on

your flag unfurled.

As for us, 

who on earth still remain

we will raise your sacred flag.

And in so doing, 

we will call all to overcome

bitterness and strife

with goodness and light.

And we will not stop

until your battle is won.

Hollowed ground,

on a busy street.

We wait for you, 

an eye on the East.