Here I stand

And so I stand
Upon this green hill
Watching the rage filled
Banter below. Unable
To comprehend, to
Descend, swinging
Into the mass melee
Of standard life.
I must stand aside
Playfully exploring
Within the forgotten
Grasses on this hill-top
Field, lost within the
Echoing glory of the
Neglected and unseen.

Hearts

My heart flows gently
Over rocks, slowly shaping
Those immense, rigid
Marvels of power, strength,
Smoothing them into magnificent
Roundness, like they’d always
Been such, eternally shaped.
I hold the truth deep within;
My secret, my delight.