dismembering

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

to

a place i was never

supposed to

be

like a book

you opened me

what page you on now?

i should have shouted what i felt

but too small am i

shy

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