And so the boy;
having reflected on hardship, having labored to define “hope” and “faith” (knowing well that struggle would continue), having remembered and connected to a history of radical determination to live and to love; having shivered, shook, danced and longed to be free; having cried and screamed, felt hollowness of heart and bone; having sat with inadequacy and summoned resilient strength; having doubted and determined anew…
And so the boy sold what he could to follow his heart, to walk on faith…to define faith beyond the narrative foretold, to struggle towards freedom and to live towards love. To embrace insanity without losing light. To connect to a frequency above all that contains, flying high above the storm…the world from 40,000 feet high. To peer upon. To see the forest and the tree. To feel your soul and mine, together in struggle, together in time…the infinite, a collective force, to believe that we but also that I, to obliterate neither but to become and to grow…to know we shall, together we shall!
And so the boy collected and gathered, planned for some but open to all. In lightness he would walk, a weighted past, a hopeful future…the [un]known. To carry some, but could not carry, should not carry, would not carry…all. The path would wind, climb and fall. The heat, the cold; could, should, would…prevail, the path to walk, unfold in history and in stone, but never left…always, still, could…should, must, would…be told. Collected and gathered; the maps, the miles…charted before and travelled again, a walking history shared amongst those who would, could, willful…to know, to discover, to feel and believe. To each a purpose, a longing, a need…in vacancy; time, course and hope to heal. A passing faith, of stone transform…a daunting task. We walk.
And so the boy became to become, a consciousness we carry and form. From sky to falling sky, beyond mountains desert lie, cascading peaks, a washed out shore. Would I, to walk to the edge of the sky, beyond what eye could see…would I find truth, would I find hope, would I find freedom and love, would I find faith,
the forgotten space?