Watch What Happens Now
Lost in valleys of the smoking hills, a highway runs with no beginning and no end…
Night Over Cryptic Lands
It was out on the broken glass slopes of mountains that towered as kings over the wild-light desert where I watched the ruby sky turn to ink…
Markings in the Sand
From outside these walls absolution is a memory And exaltation seems a thousand miles away But I’ve seen the faces in the hall of deliverance Longing for all they were promised…
The Breath of Waiting for This Moment
The voice that calls out across the field Calls out in beckoning, come ever closer With fists clenched hidden at its sides And the breath of waiting for this moment thick in its mouth…
Outside a starlit window stretches a snow-filled plain Blank canvas waiting in the night for a hand to fill it. Candle flames flicker against the glass, A queen’s face reflected in a fantasy Where her mind wanders with its waking thoughts.
Are You There?
Are you there, at the edge of vision Just beyond sight, the grass around your body Bent as a servant to a king A voice of the river, breath is the rolling sea…
Behind each foray into days whose truth has been forgottenTrails of used up bodies, broken hearts, souls emptied to the wind, lie abandoned.Happiness was given as a whisper for ears no longer listening,Still ready to radiate into the cold world of nowThough it does not stop the hands of time from growing old, moving onForgetting…