shadow keep
the eye of the hurricane
in a storm of stars

drawing deep
waves into the darkest sea
also into you

death is a river
that never stops rising
life is a vine
we can never stop climbing
reaching into the sky
twisted and twined
low over the river
that waters the vine

I know we will never know
what the answer is
but I still
wonder

I have gone down
a strange path
where I cannot read the signs

deep in green awakening
beginning to sing
whispering
of spring

the whole world waited
lost in wonder
curiosity

remember when
the Moon became
a place where we could be

we looked back on
our little world
so beautiful to see

to fly like dragons
in the sky
so powerful
so free

a field of rubble
I stand alone
looking for trouble
picking up stones

here was a labyrinth
before the fall
I walk through wilderness
where once were walls

statues are fallen
and shackles are broken
glass fills the grass
and the dungeons lie open

I begin slowly
small and alone
to build a new kingdom
stone upon stone