Notice given, but not consoled;
The trembling of the soul.

Occurring at the helm,
Of the notion of the self.

I am dizzied in the frenzy,
A coursing without entry.

In the stillness that you keep,
       there's a story to be yielded.

I met you as scars carried in the clouds.
You were the thunderstorm I ran through.
A crescendo rattling past the shallow surface of heartbeats,
together we were a depth unto ourselves;
By the souls, we found a loss of time.

O sweet forgiveness:
I fell in love with the past,
And though it did not last,
I watched my hands split into thorns;
And the earth grew by its petals adorned.

I watched your heart
                                break in the light;

I still don't know
the words to say
that day.
I hung onto the words of rushing waters.
How do you remember me?

evening everlasting;
          the night dissolved, seeping into the world



                   aroundus
                      now
                 farbehindus    



existence echoed, persisted behind us
Over sweet sighing, parting.


……………………………………………………...
Like a dream I had forgotten how it had begun.
So, I was left to be aware of what was before me.
I glanced at this hand,
& a moment of infinity
was entered.
I was at the cusp of the end of an exhale
Pressing my lungs to my heart
Held in my sight:
the shape of those fingers,
half curled over the air.
                A shift! The pairs were caught:
For the first, ever, I was sealed;
it happened     inside       thoseeyes.

The world echoed its way out a backdoor behind us.
Shut, my breath gave out to a quick intake.

As in a dream I traced the sweet remembered melody melded of that still moment: a soft ringing, clean&pure.;
I woke up.