

0101Four hundred tears tonight to paint the days ahead.0101
I'll renew that image brightly burning in my mind each time it's washed away.
Deepening etch in quartz and tiger's eye.
I'll curl up with my one sister moon and ten-thousand distant brother stars, and wait for the flood through this shell to pass.
No resolution. No smile. Just a sigh, and a thought: this hurts, but it's right.
As I have before, night and night, one, two, a hundred--
I'll curl up in the warm sphere of sister moon and


FukaiIt takes just one word for me to sink;Fukai
that first note, and I'm falling.
A smile for my friendship, a teardrop for my solitude--
with unseen grace, and unspoken words,
drifting deeper into your soul.


RavenThe night arrives on black-soft wings and sleepless thoughts take hold with their raven claws.Raven
quick breath / sleep try deep breath / sleep fly
Eyes open and searching, all pupil, no sight; and the power of flight pulses in my veins.
quick breath / eyes close deep breath / eye knows
Feeling sleep creeping until the first star flashes, a solitude like no other, wrapped in feathered talons.
quick breath / no love deep breath / know love


RealYou're so realReal
Standing on the tree tops falling across the horizon
An image burned into the cloudsunstars so are you a creation of grace an illusion of angels
Whitewisps of dreams Droplets of gold Painting a perfect sky
Like an echo put into words Living within the sky
if wind could form color if rain could form warmth speakgazefeel you would breathe
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A . n e w . y e a r . f i l l e d . w i t h . h o p e
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"It was love like a chord from Bach, of such pure gravity."
-Nina Cassian
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