Under the weight of the world
Sagging
Struggling
Stumbling
I can scarcely stand
Yet I am lifted up
I am pulled forward
By the unbending strength
Of dreams

Hell is not fire
Not blazing heat
Not the inferno
Hell is emptiness

Wandering across the yard
Under starless, moonless skies
I see what all appears to be
Without light:
Nothing

In the shadows
Cast by the moon
The air smells clear
Like still water
Or a brisk wind
Though little is seen
Much is heard
As a different world
Dances

Give me a song
Built of all the creeping moss
And all the whispering winds
And all the broken branches
And every silent creature ‘neath the sea
That I might know the earth
Half so well
As it knows me

As we wander in the forest
Of a world we created
Why do we find so many wonders
That we could never imagine
Alone?

Give me not the roar of voices
But the whistling wind
The crashing wave
The creaking bough
The trembling earth