From Horizon to Horizon I listen for a sound

From home, cabin to castle.

I await.


How still must I be?


Great is the storm within the soul.

Banging away at the time clock of my mind.

Deeper still I must be.


For the essence of that calling Voice is as deep as His Glory.

The Blue, The Gray, Pink and Reds of the sky.

whispers of a home yet unseen.


Reflections beyond the Horizon of Time

That my Soul is bursting yet to see.


Reflections of ever changing colors.

That I can not touch from the sea of Earth.


Reflections these colors whisper of a world

That I need to be.

“Come deeper with me.”


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