poetry – Macha's Cave

Down the Path

Down the path we go, though little did we know where it would take us or what it would make us… But we would go it anyways, for it could show us many ways, through which our own-most souls embrace the pathway that we choose to trace. With certainty of self we face the lettingContinue reading “Down the Path”

Standing Stones

Ancestors of new and old, caring spirits in crystal mold, other than what we’ve been told, far from the tales we have been sold, you are amidst our lives unfold. The monuments that we behold over timelines standing bold and though your faces may look cold the truth and wisdom that you hold runs downContinue reading “Standing Stones”

Homage to my hometown

Vienna, old city of dust, reckless, silent, city of rust. The fate of generations down you thrust. Children cry and elders die, even young mothers, please, tell me why. Bound in your arms they’ll never fly… You remain stagnant, as ages pass by. Your places grow thinner, their faces grimmer, mourning a long-gone faded glimmer.Continue reading “Homage to my hometown”