Take me anywhere…
where-ever you are…
Roots…Rocks…Woods…Sky…
I shall fly…unto I touch…absorb…&…merge to be one…
Complete me…
@…
the tiny shells
and legs like minute strands of bone
in my hand
they look like nothing
feel all tickly fine
yet these are the foundations
the things we
build ourselves upon
easily crushed
and forgotten
but…
Could it be
that the anger we feel
towards life
is a knowing in our spirit
telling us
that all is not right…?
a special sort of rain came down
when the heavens broke
when all distracting clouds
let go
and cheeks were soaked
the heart was missing beats
was missing strokes
of affection
starting at the mouth
and
rowing…
… known so well, the mirror of truth reflects back mere platitudes…
born
in the imagination
and a shoebox
a little life
thrust out
into the light
and cast it’s shadow
quivering
a while
born
to nibble at the edges
cracks and crevices
never coming out
of corners
a little lif…
in my heart
was an opaque jewel
faceted brightly
and opening
for
a golden bird
who flew out
above everyone
shedding golden feathers
which then dissolved
into each
and everyone
giving each
and everyone
the joy
th…
When the dam of sin is broken
and grace rushes in like a
flashflood
all
of
a
sudden
corpses are smiling in their tombs
and
my
heart
was
one of them
and I was a dead man inside
a casket body
being
lowered
into
the dirt…
perfection sits on a pretty shelf
embossed with beads of gold
a sad and lonely place
creaking softly into the night….
shivering from Autumn’s twilight
made cool from the breeze
whirling in a …
the music is natural
written in the mind
the heart
do you remember
forgive and come alive