the stars
are a way
the universe
is telling us
that beauty
can be found
in dark places
too

I should silence
this troublesome whispering
inside my heart

I've already considered
the plain facts
of absence

Falling headlong
into its gorge
too soon

Not knowing who might
drown in their own eyes
night after night

It's not my wish to punish
or pain another soul
beyond my own.

it is my dream to call the eagles down
with a word
to say how crystal is the river
like a diamond shimmers
in the sun
feel deeper the most tall
hills
take a flower into imagination
and taste it
shake the earth like
I am its creator
make  a psalm
a tribute
to every bit of beauty
her smile
a forest
the forest
her green eyes
her eyes reflecting
a blue sky
her  depth
her magnitude her love
the oceans

writing whispered softly heartfelt mostly weightless
dreamlike adjectives and suppositions
I calmly fall through the skies into a white
blue pillow
of metaphor
close my eyes at impact
wake up again up
far high
over the clouds
hover near under angels
wings
higher than I fly
wingless only small
energies a
few synapses firing now
my soaring exploding all over
the atmosphere
I get high
I love that
I feel again
I laugh cry
normal like
but I fly
full of all of it