
While the illumination of science seemed to cast a dark shadow on ignorance~ I found that the mysterious mysticism, velvet void of the occult remained as the only curiosity in the sky*My mind whittled down to a fine point by all the riddles of the shaman~ Some days felt as an entire year while others would pass in an instant*Time became a matter of emotional perception^I found perseverance a valuable vice~''Be careful..'' the elders would say, ''As you traverse the thin ice of life'' I busied myself with distractions unending~ Searching for fulfillment in another- my heart & mind never truly satisfied*It was then I turned to the waves and indeed found light*Laughing at my own reflection in an endless sea, My truth had to come in doses~ Otherwise I would not have believed...
I studied the waves to understand the freedom of the eagle~
The cold of the north kept me in line with the wolf~
Following my compass to the north star*
About the Creator
Nathaniel Porter
TruthSeeker , Ivory Tower Swagger ~ Man by day, Wolf by night
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