You waited for a lifetime
Like an old pine
That weights and watches
Just to see your planter

My little sunshine
You bear sadness in your seedling eyes
And your voice is rasped and withered
Is this the debt I gave you?
Or have my deeds all been forgiven?

I knew nothing then; only love
I know nothing still; only silence

No words to tell you now
No need to sweeten   your sad seed eyes
They are the sweetest ever
My dear, my love my sunshine

Forgive me for my lack of presence
I'll see you in a lifetime

I have bid farewell,
To my precious pearl,
Now my oceans lonesome.

When you have been deprived of sunlight,
For two weeks or more
The tinniest bit
Makes a day

If you were a tourist,
You would think
It's a holiday

If you were a ***
You would think
It's a Saturday

The light pulls us from our selves
From our dreams
From our room

At least for an afternoon
It's all
Ok

Without light
The tinniest bit
Makes a day

What is less than less?
Unless I make money.
Unless I make plans.
Unless I am happy.
Unless I become a man.

"I have nothing" said the boy Pan.
"but nothing lasts forever, and nothing is something"
"See my nothing, it flies like free children"

I was.
All    M  
x
        i    
d        e

up.
Forgetting the difference.
Between fear and family.
But bye the grace of circles,
I have been re new ed.

Like a new shoot of straw
that straggled behind the beast
And preserved itself among the season.

I glimmer in the grey,
I was born within the dew.
I listen to y oar boats of silence
Braking up the day.

Bye the grace of circles.
I am pan o ramic.
Now I have a compass
which points in true direction

A place where I am lead.
Bye a breath.
A new home re m e mbered
Piece by Peace
I am man u factured

The death
Of a dream.
Dying quietly.

No one hears.
The passing

When its gone.
It's gone.

A muses

The man.                        lady doll
Na ****.                         Lodi da

Na man.                           Not on
Na man.                           Not on

Assume              h.          e  mus task
The muse.                          Her
Position.                     ­       Project
Of noise.                     Sound