The soil speaks your name
On earthy tongue
Rich and slow to move
Like thick roots in Spring.
The rain sings of you
Splashing melodic notes
Into murky puddles
That stare up at constellations.
The leaves whisper to you
Rustling in amber, brown and gold
As if you were a treasure
Left from the days of Kings
But it is the soil
In it's dark enclosure
That truly knows you
And calls you home
Oncemore.

And if the ground
Could still hum
With magic
After a rainstorm
I decided, so could I.

Repeats never made
For good melancholy
Not in any of the
Great works anyway.

I gave up
Looking for dreams,
Put any I had
On the market
So I could
Afford
The thread
That I needed
To sew up
My seams
From fallen out
Dreams
I once had.
I gave up
Looking for love
Put all that I had
In a box or
A basket
As that's better
Than tears
Red wine
Or a casket.
I think
Sometimes
Nothing is better
But anything's better
Than that.
I gave up clinging
To you
Because you
Were a lost cause,
A phantom,
A shadow,
A figment I knew
That I hoped
Was still you
But it wasn't
And it couldn't
Have been
No matter how hard
I dreamed
Or I loved
Or I hoped
No matter my
Brave face
Or my emotional
Disgrace
Dreams had no
Real power
To mend.
Because sometimes
(Most of the time)
Dreams end
And days begin
And heartbroken
Fools move on
Until one day
You wake up
And
Those dreams
Are gone
Like stolen flowers
On lonely graves.

The rain has
Washed away
Some part of me
So even in sun
I drip.

The mountains are tall
But with them beneath
My Feet
I am taller- maybe the tallest
Thing on Earth.
They have seen more
Than I ever could
And I want to see it all,
They show me
The paths to beyond
That beckon
With the call of adventure,
The call that dances
Around my thoughts
While I sleep
And tugs at my bones
When I wake.
It takes all I have
Not to follow them.
I have known snow,
Like shards of crystals
Falling from the sky
And crunching under foot,
I know it's taste, it's smell
It's tingling touch
As it melts on your palm
Like a frostbite kiss.
I want to know heat,
Rich and raw,
Rolling off stone
And sand
Which stretches out
For miles and miles
The sun beating
Like a spotlight.
I want to know cool,
The mist from a sea breeze
That knots itself into
My hair
Like a ribbon of salt
Under wisps of clouds
Curtains for the Sun
And the Moon.
I want to speak to the trees
As I have spoken to mountains
To hear their leaves
Rustle and sway
Like laughter
And secrets.
Up here, with the world
At my feet
I feel I will know it all
I swear an oath in the
Snow
Like a blood pact
And hope it freezes over.

To me, you're
Dizzy laughter
And hopeful eyes
That find each other.
You're falling stars,
Carrying heart burning
Hopes and dreams
Sparkling
Like embers.
You're candlelight
Glowing and warm
Keeping away
The darkness.
To me, you are safe,
You are hands
In my hands
And a mouth
That somehow
Calls my name
Without speaking.
You are home
And I hope you know
That I ache to be
Away from you.