Mesmerized By the eternal dance Of orange flames, The fire I built In the night

Little bird wants to fly home, Where her heart is. Chasing the evening sun against de… She races big pink blushing clouds Through purpling sky

Branches Bare, black branches And forlorn grey sky For my burial blanket. You, vultures,

I’m listening to snowflakes dying, As they melt upon the tips of my e… I’m watching silence slipping thro… This tentative and reticent sign-l… Of my attempt to grasp for heavens…

Faded ink on wilted rose petals Remembering the kisses That sealed those love letters, Like bloom of summer fresh. Abandoning the steady pace of frie…

The thinnest of threads, made of s… Runs from my heart to yours. Frail and delicate, as it’s nature It’s beauty unparalleled. For it is connecting your soul to…

I look for my star in the night sk… That same one that announced my bi… My celestial twin and companion, My guide. But I can’t see her,

Shut the door behind a tired day. Let the last sun rays flee Behind horizon lines. Weary soul plunging into Welcome arms of night.

Winter Solstice Morning. The first timid rays of sun light Slide along the window, Illuminating the intricate frozen… Grandfather Frost has painted

Say my name. Whisper it in your dreams, Moan it in a trance of ecstasy, Scream it in agony. Say my name,

Insistent, yet gentle and knowing, Fingers of Spring Break open the stale shell, Long overdue to blossom. Insistent,

Gentle hands tend, mend, mind. Smooth, seamless movements, As she goes around her little worl… It’s dark outside, But she is safe

My consciousness But a tiny speck of light Drifting through eons. I am the dust Of a yet unborn star,

Come, sit with me In the quiet of our greeting. Unburden your shoulders, Rest those weary feet. Ignore blinking lights,

Softly, as a petal from a dogwood… Alights upon calm pond waters, My fingers land upon your skin And set alight your soul. Gently, as a midday cooling breeze