TO THE END

before counted time there was death where dreams cease like a broken branch nevermore to leaf   the moon and stars care not   the sun passes over the clouds and winds prevail while the spirit crosses a river or into a light   those remaining shed tears washing out their souls remembering the last … More TO THE END

SHELTER

the presence of light becomes absorbed within a gray mica sky   leaves fold over as the sky weeps a barbed wire rain stinging the skin   a dog wind with teeth exposed growls like rusted shovels beating black skillets   everything appears to be breaking   I surrender seeking shelter within a a rock … More SHELTER

PASSING OVER

gently pass through the curtains beyond the mirage and rhythmical lines discovering the hidden within the folds of dreams where fingers finally touch the eternal bonds of winds flowing below the wings of angels speaking of what was lost now found cradled in the clouds where no one suffers from being without