Memory of light,

vision of God

 

Centered return

—orbit of love

 

(The First Book Of Prayers: November, 2016)

Listen to the silence,

hear each frozen word

wrap your mind around itself

distant from the herd

Feel the bracing numbness,

lift what can’t be touched

free one starling in the night

—windblown through the musk

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2022)

Thunder in the wind,

lightning on the plain

Glory in the moment

heaven to exclaim

 

Voices freed of bondage,

willful souls released

Stalking through the ages past

—hunting for the beast

 

(The First Book Of Prayers: February, 2022)

Distant meandering,

macro denial

the moment a slave

to eternity’s child

 

Caught on a tether,

all freedom a myth

the boundaries self-serving

with nothing at risk

 

The sum past the tally,

its measure unscored

the players outnumbered

their names to obscure

 

Distant meandering,

macro denial

a lens that won’t focus

—an image beguiled

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2022)

 

Nearly forgotten…

his name in the wind

to blow unattended

—direction at whim

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2022)

Creating an exit,

my psyche expands

all locks have been opened,

no shrill reprimand

 

The light has rekindled,

my way again clear

a willful expression

—new freedom endeared

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2022)

Change what you did,

and I’ll change how I feel

You can’t change forever

denying what’s real

The fly’s in the ointment,

the die has been cast

This moment endemic

—predestined to last

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2022)

Neither worth the breath

of one muted bard…

 

Nor worth the time

of a chance denial

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2022)

A hole that can’t be filled

an ocean that can’t be crossed

a phrase that can’t be spun

inhaling your exhaust

The measure off the scale

the truant thrice reclassed

the memory twice forgotten

the die that’s never cast

A spider web unwoven

a future distant past

a God beyond religion

a sail without its mast

“To Trip The Light Fantastic”

to burn the bridge uncrossed

to fasten moments end to end

—to find what time has lost

 

(The New Room: February, 2022)

Only a photograph

can truly stop time

framed in remembrance

—forever sublime

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2022)