Road of peace
The tranquil poverty
of my soul .

Seeking an atonement
for the souls of the dead
on smoking paths .

Whispered words drift
into the tidal coves
of imagination.
Infinitely sad
the lost echo
of the echo.
A wrecked angel
of honor lost .

With a blade forged
in the fires of
disturbing experiences .
Through the noises
of trying to be quiet .

Lost in you in the shattered rain
I will be your Captain .

Captain of the side channels
the spaces between the
lines of the slow dreams .

She was one who
would be reborn
in a vibrant silence .

An unpredictable
ebb and flow
of rolling thunder
and eerie stillness.
A paradise reeking
of hidden meanings .

Jousting between
the waves and
the timberlands
was the almighty
quiet verb .