to hold back
or be contained
we become the
wind and the sea
to hold back
or be contained
we become the
wind and the sea
on the
cherry tree
a blossom
in every
raindrop…
on the
cherry tree
a blossom
in every
raindrop…
and alone
I am the moon
in a starless sky…
and alone
I am the moon
in a starless sky…
a snowflake
disappears
on a rusty rake…
a snowflake
disappears
on a rusty rake…
melting
from bare
branches
the chirping of
a lone sparrow…
melting
from bare
branches
the chirping of
a lone sparrow…
corners of the
toy shop window
the little train
goes round
and round…
corners of the
toy shop window
the little train
goes round
and round…
over a charcoal sea
almost the moon…
over a charcoal sea
almost the moon…
continues..
I watch
the lengthening
of my shadow…
continues..
I watch
the lengthening
of my shadow…
in the wind
passing through
each other’s lives
never meant to linger
finding joy in the ride…
in the wind
passing through
each other’s lives
never meant to linger
finding joy in the ride…
a paper cup
in the wind
empty..restless
without direction..
a paper cup
in the wind
empty..restless
without direction..
a slow moving storm
bringing change
I ask for mercy…
a slow moving storm
bringing change
I ask for mercy…
geese fly in a pale sky
I gather fallen
pine cones in
a red pail…
geese fly in a pale sky
I gather fallen
pine cones in
a red pail…
a couple shares a kiss
a baby cries
men curse in Portuguese
a taxi passes by…
a couple shares a kiss
a baby cries
men curse in Portuguese
a taxi passes by…
violent waves
slice the sky…
violent waves
slice the sky…
a silver blade
our days
cut in half…
a silver blade
our days
cut in half…
of a small lamp
in a dark corner…
of a small lamp
in a dark corner…
little by little
losing myself…
little by little
losing myself…
filled with
thorns
all the lies
you tell me…
filled with
thorns
all the lies
you tell me…
him like a harp
while he plays
the songs
that break my heart
him like a harp
while he plays
the songs
that break my heart
autumn sun
sets behind
the pine tree
inside
his
five o’clock
shadow…
autumn sun
sets behind
the pine tree
inside
his
five o’clock
shadow…
the butterfly
and ache…
the butterfly
and ache…
around the lake
so comfortable
and secure
in our silence…
around the lake
so comfortable
and secure
in our silence…