A pitty to lose so young in life
A greater pitty
to live with pain and strife.
Growth from the grievance
is for all we can hope
Removing the grip from our throats
Shaken and stirred
in a sea of hurt
To burn one's own tongue
tells of a healing which has only begun

..the night when heaven wept..
..the flowers turned their petals' down..
..quiet, the footsteps on the ground..
..pick me up out of this mud..
..take my hand and pull me back..
..some sad, some sick, some lost, some lone..
..they'll roam anywhere to find a their home..
..the truth's its gone, but they can't move on..
..keep on singing this sad song..
..the night when heaven wept..

lights flash
Rippling the Sea and Puddle
Green, Red, Gold, Blue
Ribbons and Rainbows
Wrapped Round a Tree.
Lights Dim
Eyes Close
Voices Quiet
Muscles Relax
music so distant through the night

I just want bright light and
         endless blue sky.
Back drop me in   never ending
hills of green!
The wind dancing with my bangs,
a smile draped across my lips.

I want to sing my heart out so loudly!

I open my soul to take in:
the wonder of winter's clouds,
the way sunlight reflects
against the body of a river,
bird's wings splashing, and
flowing gently with the tide


I wish to take in this view with another.
He is a lover of mine, but the pool of such feelings run shallow in him.