Math & Physics

What colossal wind
An unpredicted and confused gale
Battered about by its atmosphere
Choosing to crash to and fro

I stand in this lighthouse of a heart
Timing the thunder
Praying away the destruction
Wishing The Port would beware

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My Genesis

Maybe we needed That Wind
That Spirit, changing us from within

Raging ‘gainst our window’s panes
Rattling our beliefs about what’s right

When morning came
Sand was shook and rock now stands

How much longer would the night have been
Praise God for That Wind

Black White Light

Where is that storm I summoned
To keep me on my heels
From whom others retreat
As I instead advance

One with fierce energy
That will match intellects
Against all odds draw near
Whose heart I need not fear

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Venus reminds us
To come out from our corners
To follow our bliss

Would that her winds speak
In amber daydreamer’s tongue 
And beckon us back

Original Thought Credit: “Follow your bliss. If you do follow your bliss, you put yourself on a kind of track that has been there all the while waiting for you….” -Joseph Campbell