one step on the road of love;
one way to travel

one end to meet with;
one eternal lover

today is the day
you travelled to

there is a reason
you are here

you may never know it
in this life

you will be told it
in the next

yellow speaks volumes
the rising of the Sun
- for all to wonder

one word to tell the truth
one word to be precise
one word to say it all.

He left at 67.

No one knew
he caught the first light
through the window glass

smelled dew when autumn came
was joyous at the trills of birds
caught all the blue in his eyes
and smiled the sky was his.

No one knows
if it was too early to go.

He knew
he was briefly happy.