From the deep words call out
The charging force of thunder
Echoing through my chest
Pierce my heart, burn my soul
Take firm hold of my core
Grip the very center of me
Connections in the dark void
A fraction of an eternal moment
Light from falling angels
Reflected in dim mirrors
All hidden now lies exposed
Beneath the blazing light
A branch in the narrow path
Beckons change of old ways
Truth whispers upon the wind
And rumbles down the mountain
Stoic Poetry
Through The Cracked Window (Revisited) 