Sonnet III

This is where I return to the mine
Buried beneath mud and decaying life
Thousands of years and suspended in time
Overexposed roots drip of telling strife
Boring a hole deep into the unknown
Wasted scrap unknowingly torn away
Secret moments crumble from dust to stone
All that's left is darkness, how can I stay
But with time and space I will be alright
Everyone forgets and everyone lies
Not invisible and not out of sight
If nothing else happens, everything dies
Deserving revelations do cause pain
Arcane veiled truths will forever remain

Sonnet II

This is where I return to the sea
Smooth promontories shield blackened currents
Gazing down, my own reflection empty
Moving to the darkness makes much more sense

Today, I see you the way God sees you
Close to the sky, there's silence among trees
Hollowed noise inside my head, fresh as dew
Lost in ideas, I can hardly breathe

But there's mention of the swelling high tide
Drifting awake with blank stares from fishes
Softly floating back to sleep by your side
Abundance is granted to my wishes

Relentless madness, feudal obligation
Swept free by cold wind and indecision