- Vol. 01
- Chapter 12
Return from HighI am of the land, the sky, the mountains,
I partly grew from them.
I sit and survey infinitely, serenely.
Yet a mantle of guilt
sits on my shoulders.
The clouds witness my changing head-
mind accepts it must be open
and yet keep a truth for the world.
The guilt is that I cannot accept guilt
for those who would corrupt my ordered thoughts,
the world has corruption,
I have learned to find answers from my holy teachers.
It is a very perilous and winding path,
but I'm ready to leave now.