It's been a long time since I wrote anything........... I'm not sure I'm really ready too yet.
In the space between here and the last entry I have traveled down many roads. No matter their direction,whether toward the setting sun or embracing the dawn, there was no escaping the hill.
The spirits became flesh and the grandma sang as I cried.
They told me to take just that one prayer to the hill.... all night.. that one prayer.
The stars watched over me while the Moon was dark.
The wind spoke as did the frost upon the grass that fled the warmth of day's light.
I still have dust from the road and blood from the prayer.
I have the smell of horses about me and parched lips of the prairie.
I have caused pain.
I bought many smiles...... but I bought pain.
......many roads.
