I see it

with my Eyes closed

almost Home

No matter who

or how old or bent,

we can always see the child within

who yearns for all

that might have been

Promises

Empty space

Where once my arms held the expanding Universe.

Family

Children

Home and hearth

Built to house the joy we knew

and lack

Love can leave

and never look back

Dreams washed overboard

with our Innocence

Future passed,

a Requiem

at last

Understood

When no one hears me

Cry out

Laughing

…Wisdom comes late

My journey bade  me elsewhere

rooted in the Earth

and connected to Heaven

My madness

known only to me

and those precious few

hours of care

creating anew

from the deepest water in my well

so many

many

fertile words

spill upon the ground

like rain

Wishing it could rise back up into the gathering clouds

and make a rainbow

and given all that’s written and said,

so much left unread

Songs sung

grateful Hearts

a hand reaching out

Smiles offered

Dances yet to be

Spirit

shadow

tastes to tease

I seek nirvana, if you please

Again

one

more

time…

Growing

Healing

Hoping for ourselves

and Mother Earth.

Waiting

Wondering

feigning mirth 

Stay the course 

sustaining

in the face of the looming inevitable

knowing

despite our Faith

Fearing,

Praying

Posturing

Wandering

Lost and Found

in the masterpiece

a drop in the bucket

never knowing for certain

even when you know for sure.

Night falls

peaceful

ringing loudly in my ears

that still and pregnant silence

from the Beginning

two Heartbeats in the warm Darkness

Everlasting

Indivisible

         blessed be,

         dyno