I am a seeker of light. I find refuge in the magic it casts against the crust of the earth's surface. The romance between shadow and light has been my salvation against a mean world brutal in its indifference. I escape into the loving embrace of the landscape.  Perspective becomes a union of memory and present thought, infused by the energy of breath.  I am no longer giving it away. I have made peace with my identity. Stabilized by breath, I accept my journey into the night, a journey which ravaged me, scarred my body in a sensation of pain and anguish, rape and plunder of my spirit.  The light saves me. Each day becomes an adventure to see how it will unravel. I am a Buddha in search of that unravel.