There I was, in the silence of the night
The sea's symphonies
With the cosmos above
And the stars twinkling
I felt them call out to me
But here, the Earth pulled me down

i’m


    began                                        back

    ­
     i                                                            agai­n


where                                              at


    from ­                                  the

       place

Unintentionally
Sweet to the taste
Her fingertips crumble
And she melts away
After just one storm
Dissovled in the rain

Inevitably
Hard to swallow
The flavor on your tongue
Masks the pain
Of chewing on broken glass
Until there is nothing left of her
But a few
Sugar crusted shards

Everyone knows
a flower has little time to parade in glory
all good things must end
now the leaf has at last let go
it’s sunny days have become
as the final chapter of a good book closing
red berries hold on
and listen to whispers on the breeze
this final stage is not as it seems
because bleakness is granted permission
to paint in harshness for a few short days
so let it colour with untamed rust
leaves lost to the ground
and sweep smoky trails across the sky
because this is the great alteration of shades
and all living things know
even the end shall pass
let the old make way for the new