time got lost as it does
we're both wandering within
i make too much of what isn't
so i go
like mummies in the pyramids
gone go gone
beautiful decay

is there a bridge between


a place i was never
supposed to

like a book
you opened me

what page you on now?

i should have shouted what i felt
but too small am i
a wild thing
better at seeing how things connect
like irregular patterns
loops and swirls
silver light sparkles ocean waves
bent roots shaped crescent moons
wabi-sabi white lines
smooth gray stones
i understand the birds
and tall trees

but you Love
are swirling in mystery