Passing hours by the window
Taking in the sun's warm glow;
Some may say I'm wasting time
But that shows me what they know.

The peace of mind it gives me
To see the world at work,
Gives me strength to deal with
The Skeptic's fatal smirk.

Stay awhile, take a breath,
Sit with me and talk-
We'll watch the day bloom and fade
Like a wilting flower stalk.

Chipped China, too worn
To be displayed-
Locked away, ashamed
Hidden where none can see;
It sings a mournful melody.
Reaching out, full of longing
Wanting only to be known-
Searching for a sense of belonging,
Searching for its home sweet home.

i saw glaciers in your eyes,
icy plains and lost streams.
i felt you fill my lungs
your salt water burning
with each new breath,
drowning in you
with every exhale.