stillness can hold you a willing captive
she lets you journey through her mystery
until you fully accept the reality of peace
she will love you till the end of all things
holding out to you the full oneness in all
dear child the Universe was made for you.

I will be off site for a while.
I have some things to take care of.
Hopefully they won't take
Too long to sort out.
Thanks for understanding.

Love you all!

Catherine

a woman started to sing to the notes of a guitar
all a sudden she went deep underground
too much LSD poleaxed her legs and mind
but the colours and sounds kept up a song
the song she searched for all her life singing
a lover and best friend played like children
they found each other in eternal embrace
While the world kept shooting everyone
they made love so love would survive,anything

You're burning a seething red beneath
your skin; how long before this garden
burns to ash and the ferns grow?

When you no longer know how your
story goes, how many demons can you
create out of those who you've surrounded

yourself with? These tresses will strangle
the last of you in some ceremonial ground
where all you'll ever hear is the sound

of their voices laughing like a pack of
wildebeests, waiting for when your flesh
is no longer owned by your bones.

They'll pick you apart like a child
in a corridor full of strangers much
stronger than you; go to bed

sleep on it, and just let the light of your
ember veins light awake the madness you
cannot cast away. These miseries

will find their way into their beds
and make your dissolutions their nightmares
and then sleep, sleep you will.

Just because it ended
doesn't mean you have to
set fire to what you've built.

You can just
not visit there
anymore.