Now this heart is homeAs you tell all you think you knowWhat can I do?It’s the choice you madeTo view the world as you sayI don’t want to be your reflectionOr your helping handOnly you can knowWhere it is you standAll that you assumeIs the baggage you carry to the roomSo if you don’t mindI…

This day lies, rolled in darkness nowThe cool night air slips through the window…I should probably shut itBut don’tThe chill on my skin keeps me alertOr at least gives me the comforting illusion that I amThe light from the candle is warmMy hand seems soft and unscarredI smile knowing another illusion liesAnd I think how…

when the sky blushes,the water still as silvered glassand the stars shine one more timeat their brightestbefore the first stretch of dawnI sit with silence to greet the dayThe world still sleepingAnd though still gently tucked awayI want only to feel the first warm ray of lightSlip across my palmNot to hold the light between…

water drops from my hairhead bent low, watchingsilver orbs slip down long strandsto plummet beloweach drop a thoughttoo deep even for tearstheir rippled consequencealmost unperceivedin the mass of fragile whitelight reflecting upon itself infinitelystays my gazewhile jasmine hangsas an aromatic veilnot to obscureinstead a warm, yielding embraceto hold me stillin the absent cleansing trails my…

this star shinesas our lovethrough endless skyuncontainedso shall we befor all eternity~

river slowly curls around the stayed stone as the eagle soars beyond the highest pines in this still place i can hear the breath you take as though it was my own what reason brings us to meet in this even flow if only to watch the sun as it rises and sets on each…

sitting in anticipation of a quiet moment absent gaze through the window the unexpected kiss of a warm breeze on a cold day the startling cry of a hungry crow roots me to my chair to reveal the moment has already come and gone ~

tea steaming on the counter while wind rattles passed the window drops of rain smash through blades of grass to drown myriad insects gathered in the garden i watched the dark clouds move over the afternoon blocking the sun i knew enough then to come indoors to put the kettle on ~

listen to the windwhispering in the softest voicethe stream singsa laughing melodyunder tall, fiery treeswhile my heart soarswith the southbound geeseand lies at once withthe slumbering trilliumwrapped in the solid stone shieldof this ancient soilsoon the snow will flyand all this will remainin untouched harmonyi watched the morning sunshine through a ferna perfect emerald silhouettedew…

autumn roses spill crimsonover the stones in the drivereflections dance in the puddleswith every cooling dropsteady drummingthrough the treesa soothing lullabysung against this rich tapestryas i stand collecting raindropsin my upturned palm~

gentle rain fallingagainst broad emerald leaftracing its lines and ridgesdown to the slender stem~

in a momentlotus bloomsstill, quiet waters settleafter the crane findswind to lift itskyward~