We try to find a way, to ease the pain
When you left, my childhood began
Repeating what was before
Not knowing the meet was raw

We began to begin the circle of past
The reflection of broken glass
Looking back the future held
The stars to share, my pillow to tell

We turn the corner of the dead end road
The thoughts before, stopped to told
Who you were was not before
Journey of same, became once more

I know it’s there
Hidden deep down
Trying to find
A way not to drown

I know it’s there
Fighting within
Cut of the mind
A way not to find

I know it’s there
Taking its time
Words and feelings
The final rhyme

Whisper silent words
Worlds begin of nerves
Behind the mind of still
Not now, turning to feel

Whisper silent verbs
Inside feelings of hurt
Again to turn and forget
Not now, turning to let

Whisper silent scream
Forever invisible steam
Repeat of past once more
Not now, turning to raw

Lay still, air of breath
Some sleep heavy death
Rustle covers, warmth within
Vibration of gong, begins

Let go the thoughts, shooting wind
within seeds of core
Beating drum, empty one
Vibration of gong, snakes skin

Hold, silent candle blows
No hands of water to clean
Bowls will sing, clearing rings
Gongs will end, friend or foe

If there were no words
What would you say
If there were no sounds
What would be heard

If there were no moving
What would go forward
If there were no listening
What would be soothing

If, Life is the life given
Not if not what not how
Inside, body of silence
Is all that’s living

Hold what ?
Time to take
Hold what ?
Winters fake
Hold what ?
Breeze of green
Hold what ?
Hands between

Deep so deep of what to say
I know what’s right wrong the days
In my mind forgiven back
It’s there I know my life to crack

Deep oh deep of hidden scars
It’s there I know no shooting stars
Why oh why is left with right
It’s there I know without the light

Deep so deep of there to show
Holding on no letting go
Memories are here back and forth
It’s there I know written in chalk

Deep so deep forgotten rhyme
It’s now come out in therapy time
Healing won’t heal holding on
It’s there I know the times of wrong

Deep oh deep I wish to play
To see again the stars away
Help me to relive again
No sound I make repeat the same

Deep within the vibration gongs
Time of healing, one day belongs
In winters world of trodden prints
Inch by inch, present or past to tint

Deep within the calling wakes
Moving still, behold for sake
In autumn growth of changing winds
Inch by inch, doors un hinged

Deep within the layers unfold
Holding on, redness colds
In summer spray of colours ends
Inch by inch, seasons repeat to send

Grief, we know it comes in time
Let’s not think when the bells chime
Bang, the grey dooms
No sound I hear too soon

Grief, let’s write the stars away
When all the world, gone today
Moving round when day begins
No sound I hear as birds to sing

Grief, go back and stand the seat within
To watch the door to open thin
No light will heat your body safe
No sound I hear, your be ok

Ask today
Hands I pray
Forgotten bay
Stones to lay

Ask tomorrow
Questions borrow
Given echo
Tide to sorrow

Ask yesterday
Breeze away
Dove of grey
Silence to say

Flow of life
Scattered seeds
Thunder calls
Growing needs

Flow of pain
Broken trees
Gust of courage
Open speech

Flow of peace
Buttercup hands
Warmth beneath
Firmly ground

No words of days
Thunder greys
Every inch to take
Split in two, hate

No words of night
Believe the stars
Hands of hold
Split in two, folds

days and night of words
Together that seams
Bruised of rays
Split in two, regains

When I write I right
To say what’s there I say
In every way and every day
I sight

When I speak I spoke
To you I say of hope
To sound the words to go
I show

When I sign the hand of silence
In times of past belong
It’s here inside my skin
I belong

Missed your call
No ring I heard
Never again
I hear your word

Missed your knock
Tapping forgot
Indoors we wait
I now know not

Missed your touch
Arms will ache
Fingers and thumbs
Life to take