Into the Future
For the past eight months or so, I’ve been chronicling my Russian adventures following my tenure with the FBI. To my great delight, my first trip to the North Caucasus region resulted in two additional visits, opening up the opportunity to have a life-long association with some wonderful people in Chechnya and Dagestan. It is my intention to avail myself of this opportunity.
Without further ado, however, my foray into writing about my adventures is coming to an end with this blog. To those of you have followed and read along, I want you to know that your support has meant a lot to me. The deeply personal nature of my experiences has made their warm reception among you all the more special to me. Thank you for joining me on this journey.
Previously, I’ve shared with you a couple of my poems, so I will sign off with yet another.
The Sigh That Lovers Breathe
Love’s breath she takes into her own,
A sacred sweetness to be known
And lived; a balm,
A blossom, too, from Whom and with
She gathers life into her soul.
An untamed land,
Which entering she finds a home:
A chamber scented with Love’s own
Rare spice. And graced
By Grace, for leaving leaves no trace
Of pain; behind, no spoiled place
To find. Just calm,