Dear David

Sometimes I take walks when the world is just beginning to close in for the night.

The sun has just set and the moon is arise in the last fading light of the day.

When I look at the passing houses, families are having dinner under yellow artificial light.

Up in the trees that tower like crooked arms, birds moving frantically to find shelter for the night.

But what intrigues me most, is the captivating symbiotic sounds of the earth.

The noise of trains rattling, and the eerie stillness of lampposts. The almost invisible whipping of a last breeze and the ever loud crackle of dead grass.

So many times before I have sacrificed

The inner workings of my mind to another

So many times I have trusted

And been disappointed

However,

There are a few times

A few glimpses of golden moments

Where I have thought that I have found my other

And that is you.

I don't mind finalties

Being the dissentiate I am,

But I'm realizing there's a certain

Security to normcore

We hate people because

We care for them...

... Too much...

... And expressing such

Would be exposing ourselves

To wreckage

You go about spreading this lightness

Roaring waves are a surprising

Comfort to the the tumultuous

Range of feelings inside.

People question why

Women drown themselves at sea

But never ask why the waves

If I was desperate enough...

Or depressed enough...

Once in a land ruled by children and men, stood the proud body of Mount Mejlna.  Her snowy belly and icy claws lured many adventurers to her top but few achieved their goal.  The challenge was this: who would claim her first.  

On a snowy day not unlike others, the IceMan and the FireBird met at Mejlna’s feet.  “A race!” said IceMan daring the FireBird.  “Don’t be a fool” she replied, “You are big and hairy and slow, and I am a FireBird.” The IceMan chuckled for he had a secret.  He had lived for many years in the bosom of the mountain and knew her curves well.  He also knew that the FireBird would heat the ice and melt her foothold, slipping to an easy defeat.  “Are you afraid of the challenge FireBird?” teased the IceMan.  “Never” fumed the FireBird.  “Well then…” said the IceMan and off he sprung, leaping upon the legs of Mount Mejlna.  The FireBird quickly followed.  

My friend, the things that do attain The happy life be these, I find: The riches left, not got with pain, The fruitful ground; the quiet mind; The equal friend; no grudge, no strife; No charge of rule nor governance; Without disease the healthy life; The household of continuance; The mean diet, no dainty fare; True wisdom joined with simpleness; The night discharged of all care, Where wine the wit may not oppress; The faithful wife, without debate; Such sleeps as may beguile the night: Content thyself with thine estate, Neither wish death, nor fear his might.

David’s diction [Communication - unspoken words brought to light]

Just let me know you.

Even if it is the mundane, normal things.