…..I should tell you….
But you wouldn’t hear it as it was
Not because you didn’t want to
But because you can’t
…soul is the delicate yet durable cloth woven …
We countdown to nowhere,
Still-life air to breathe….
Time Traveling in a blank stare
Seconds, minutes, hours, days,
Creeping and Strutting…
Seasons feign change,
But there is no movement
What is this cool cruelty?
A smoldering Phoenix?
A rehearsal in annoyance?…
They close about me like a cloak;
Rapturous winds of whim and courage.
Protecting, caressing, coaxing and cooing —
Is it butterfly wings or laughter I hear?
Sage-wise and new-born, they encircle,
Touching my body lightly
As they glide between heaven and earth…
What news do you bring me this day?…
I want to stay in this moment,
Can it wait? Stop?
Ethereal sunlight – bands of color
Rippled in reflection on diaphanous waves
Could this be heaven?
A prolonged breath of beauty
I want to stay..
But dissatisfaction distracts from the passing grace
Will we just BE
In a moment that never passes?…