Somehow, Still Here I have lived too long between the stars,half-weightless, half-wanting to land.The pull of the world is a quiet thing.A hum beneath my feet, a hand Ialmost take, then let go again. Some days I burn bright, breaking free,sailing past reason into blue;some days I ache for the simple gravityof tea, of laughter,…
In the Small Things, the Light In the hush between heartbeats, hush,the kettle begins its hymn, a soft and shining shush,steam rising like morning’s ghosted grace,and all the dim world brightens, face by face. Beneath the burdened sky’s grey weight,the sparrow flares, the leaves translatethe wind’s wide whisper into prayer;in all the small things, there,…
When Morning Found Me on the Shore And I, by dawns first breath, am born again,Out of the hollow dark that held my name;The sea unshackles silver from its chain,And every wave remembers from where it came. The gulls cry bright, their echoes braid the air,Through salt and song my scattered heart takes flight;The wind…
Kindled Once More Do not the ashes dream of flame again,Though rain has sung their silence sorely through?The buried coal beneath the sodden plainStill hums of suns it knew. The heart, long-hollowed, hums that tune of old,Where embers whisper names through ash and rain;And in its dark the crimson breath takes hold,And beats the night…
She Was the Sky, All Along Not fleeing now but flying still, through light that burns and bends the will, through hum of heart and engine’s hymn, she climbs where cloud and courage thin. No map to name, no ground to keep, no past to wake, no self to sleep; for every fear becomes a…
The Tide that Dares the Dark I dreamed the wind unlatched the sea,And whispered, come, come, follow me.Through salt-kissed dark and silver foam,I sailed the hush that called me home. My heart once anchored, heavy, still,Has borne the hush of winter’s will;But love’s a tide no frost can chain,It dreams its way through ache and…
This one was too hard to read out loud, maybe one day.
38 years on and you are still in my thoughts every day. Your face is fading but your light still shines. You will be proud of me, I am finally learning to listen. This is for you, out there exploring the universe somewhere. The Universe Keeps Expanding The universe keeps expanding,and still your laughter drifts,a…
