Ryan Warnick Phd.

Never forget that you have a choice.
To walk alone under the shadow of the great trees,
the gospel of the earth humming tonelessly on deaf ears,
or to be a part of something vast and substantive;
so empty as not to be empty, so quiet as not to be quiet.
Impressing silence upon cynics arguing at the speed of light.

Would you walk then without trepidation?
A vessel acting in service of a voiceless priest,
offering a hand out to others without compromise.
Your movements and your symbols traveling throughout space and time;
tracing out their existence like poetry, one spark after another,
echoing in the low flame of your twilight.



.