crescent moonthrough bowed brancheslight bathes meflows through megentle healinglong weary day falls awaylisten to her reflectiondancing in the watergentle hands sweepthe cool shorewhile a quiet breezestirs the leavesonly enough to carrythe sleeping melody of a doveand to lay my head downto rest~

frost dances on fallen leavesmorning sun shimmersin each icy reflectionbluest sky bowsin joyful reverie~

what of this laden headthat lies pressed against the glassscreaming mind, howling againstthe chains, the bondsthat hold it in placewhat of this peacethat it fumbles to graspand lay hold to, so elusiveonly the minnows flashingin perfect harmonyin late afternoon suncan truly know its essenceor the sparrow’s seamless flighteach feather constant with the nextyet here i…

wind gathers through my fingersi hear its ancient melodyas the river passes the shoreshaping the sand endlesslyeach wave a breatheach ripple the stone’s gifteach moment slips awaywith each rolling water liftsunlight across my palmday’s sweet stolen kissevening’s rapture through the leavesmoonlight’s blisswrapped in this blanketbetween here and nowin this silence i breathe againas the reeds…

the day has left onlyfolded wings and bowed headswaves have fallen in slumberas quiet as the shorefootsteps have filledthe autumn night aircrush of stone on stonesoft cool pad of sandsilence comes to embrace mebrush the hair from my eyesto look deeply withinholding meas the dragon holds the white orchidand releases me hometo see the moon’s…

under glassfinger tracesthis slow, loping curveto press this fragile limitwith my palmi wondered,in my longingto shatter this glass domeif i have over lookedfreedom’s responsibilityarranging a crushed roseso the sunlight won’tfade the coloured silk,neatly creasing foldsto preserve the petals’ formhaving forgotten the material illusionthat reveals a dying flowerdesperate for water~

twilight trips through the windowwith sprawling gracesilence, sitting with mecatches the light as it passesand scatters it with a careless handout along the wall and table’s edgetransparent mandala driftingcapture me, hold me stillnot by chance, am i hereto watch this timeless unionof shadow and lightdance its way across my room,my furniture, my body, my lifeand…

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…

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…

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…

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