Delicious love of self
Drown like a fine wine
Find the freedom of the sky
The road presents itself while traveling
No need to look for it
Believing in the journey
The destination will always be one of delight

Missteps to the Battlefield

The enemies surround me
I see them on all sides
The descended shadows, but a memory
The flames though, still burn

When one has not realized the change of state
Leads one to,
Exacting, disasterous, inhibition

Do not let your guard down around the barbarians
They will always collude
An ally in the ranks is a hope
An envoy from the battlefield

Do not neglet his position
As he has staked himself out for you
Remember him, as he slides back to the fold
And always keep an eye for the gracious barbarian



Behind me,
I look behind
And I see, as always
My home; of course, my home

I look toward adventure
But, of course, I know
Adventure is exhilarating
Home is comfort

And, though I do enjoy
The travels and travails
I always begin
To miss familiarity