Impressionable Experiences

Seeking the Inner Spirit

"Honor They Protector and Thy Supporter"

2003

I long to return to my spirit

My core has been separate for a while.

Three quarters and a mile

Since I walked into this spot.

For at least five miles or more

My depressions I have ignored.

For those miles I felt the trials

Each led me back to the same marker.

Life forced me into the glove-box

Where all of the messes reside.

Realization set itself in deep

It was then that I could not cheat.

Pulling out my atlas once more

I've gone sifting through my core.

In facing myself I am the enemy

It never came from out there.

Me, myself, and I,

The child, the father and mother,

All rolled into myself.