My Life Between the Dimensions

In the Darkness In the darkness, in the still, I go where others cannot go. I have been there before and the journeys are not sought.  I return less now, but the portent of it lingers, always in that quiet time. I am glad you cannot go.  I watch you sleep.  It calms me, and resets my mind to time and place. There are other battles, of flesh and spirit, ahead.  I cannot win any but spiritual victory, esoteric and primitive.  But that, at least, is something. No, it is everything. Everything.  And before I take my chances of foreboding journeys again in the darkness, I refocus on the paths I must follow now and try to leave those others, those in the darkness of another life, behind me. Your soft breathing lures me again to slumber.   And I summon my warrior heart.  Keith 11/30/23