The seeker

Running up the mountain
and dashing into caves
chasing the darkness
only to lose the light
out of breath and bread
still reaching no where
struggles mighty warrior
finding no outlet for suffering
turns soldier inward instead
to pause, to think, to reflect
finds master, life’s meaning

Fly, my friend

Up above the world
so high and ever so big
looming over crowds
laughing at the clouds
soaring above the seas
setting alight the skies
blowing up our hearts
ballooning, our past time