Sunday, May 5, 2013


in the dark beyond
in the dim beneath

forlorn in shadows
of my own footsteps


for rhythm to wane
for silence to heal


not claimed or recognized 
in reflections of quiet water 
moving slowly toward the sea

returning home
after a long journey 

wisdom was finally found
unveiled under silk scarves of night
flickering in the starlit shimmer 

of my pulse

a fragrant wind will bear 
a gentle kiss, 
a soft whisper aloft — 

in this way 

I shall be remembered