Lying softly,
on the breeze
gentle air, stirring
the trees
and all is waiting
wistful, watchful
through the silent
eveningtide

With a general whirl of fading warmth and sunny breezes, she dons her many colored coat which trails along the ground.

Ephemeral, she passes slowly, and all the trees liken to her form, spreading colored circles on the ground.

She is the herald of her sister, with bright color fading and warm hues falling to the earth, she announced the coming snows and cold weather

'Dance with me' she calls, she clothes herself in leaves and cool breezes and hangs her fiery banners on the trees.

Very hesitant, she tiptoes away again, when her time is done, her sister winter blows through after her and freezes all her leaves.

Asleep, she remains in cold caves and secluded forests, she will return to dance again and again.

Eternal as she is fleeting, she dances ever in my thoughts.

When did we ever say it, that we would always be together
Naïvely thinking, the world was our, taking it at our leisure
The harsh facts, life is ephemeral, fleeting swiftly on hinds feet
We deigned to forget our troubles, and doused ourselves in pleasure

Never thinking, only doing, we now see, oh how wrong we were
The time remaining is short and even now we are unsure
Remaining stunned, but grasping tightly to a future we could see
Only the myriad seconds passing, the time left passing in a blur

How hard I cried, fingertip to fingertip, the oceans of my soul
Dried out their loss upon the rocky shores and barren shoals
Crashing up high waves with deep longing and stronger emotion
Pleading to God, that he not put asunder, but keep us whole

Oh, that the glassy panes and starry skies were weak or untrue
That I would never have cause to forget, among all things, you
And that our days apart, however they be, be numbered
With all this, and more the same, flowing from your soul and heart too

For the long hours of night, and passing slower, dreamt of things
For all the pain, the heartfelt longing, and tears my torn heart brings
And for all fear, as separation dulls past, and the doubting
Let my sodden heart be turned anew, and hope a flow'r in spring

feather light, paper thin,
but deep as the night is dark
your words sinking in, and down
through my skin, beginning in
and coming out, what did I say
was my reply, quite hasty or
did i forget to speak at all
this is your fault, your
silly words, they stop me dead,
and steal my very breath away,
the blame is yours, and never
mine, the weakness here is,
in the mind, or maybe lying deeper,
in the heart, they crept in fast,
and left me quite immobile
so whisper soft, i, like a child,
am dazed and wondering
let my eyes ask everything,
and let my hands, say everything
here in your arms

So then it happened
And I stood there, a tidal wave of questions
Looming over me like a thundercloud
And I felt a sharp breath of air enter my lungs

I couldn’t believe, just couldn’t
After all this time, all those good times
That our friendship would be so altered
Perhaps, as a butterfly emerges from its cocoon

Papery wings brush the air by my ear
But its not a butterfly, floating by
Its coarse black hair, wavy black hair
And my hair is not black but brown

And I sigh and agree
Relief is not my only feeling,
And as the butterflies fly away
I lean into your hug, and

Feeling your hands on my back
Let myself be swung round in circles
Because we are so happy
We never want to break away

But we do and then,
The tidal wave is gone
But the questions remain
Bobbing ‘bout my head

I brush them away
And we walk down the hall
All doubt suspended
With your hand in mine

So then it happened
And I stand here, hugging you
Knowing as my mind sings
That wherever this may go
The future looks bright

They say what we've accomplished now,
is all the fruit of all we've wrought
how beautiful it is, they say
ignoring how one-sided this
this vision that they keep declaring
painting a future bright and clear
but what they overlook is fear
and the stress and strain, its wearing
us down, you think, what did I miss
and all of this? we will soon pay,
so dont forget, though they forgot
that each tomorrow starts with now

Mandarin orange, sunset gleam
Across the slowly painted hills
A fire is dying in the sky
Upon the wire the crows alight
Night is called into existence
Once more the twinkling stars cry out
A thousand screams of piercing light
Frames the moons silent, silver glow
Ancient air, moving silently
The nightingale rustles its wings
The fading blue heralds the dark
Blue jeans dripping from the day sky
White clouds abandoned skyward
Like sandals in the fresh cut grass
Waiting patiently for a wind
Homeward bound, they fade away slow
A thousand years of agony
Erosion in the slowest sense
And for what? They are forgotten
A lost toy, left in the town park
A homework assignment, thrown out
They crumple up and blow away

Dust of the earth, how will you die?
Will the rains wet you with their dew?
Or do you remain, blown by winds?
A thousand tired tales you tell us
The things you have seen, and have lost
You shout your story to the sky!
Until you are naught but a whisper
Spread over the earth, the people know
They know but they can’t remember
Until the last day, they forget
But then the sun sets below them
Bright orange, then they remember
A brilliant tale of earths first birth
How life sprang up from the blackness
At the call of a mighty word
They remember, they hear the call
They lift their heads to the heavens
They fly up into the sunset
Wings of silver, reflected light
The moon becomes their reflection
Dark black outlines against the stars
A spirit dying in the sky
A bright, shimmering moonlit night
The ancient air calls up a song
Now the dawn, Mandarin orange