I don't know what to tell you Sometimes a life just gets better in spite of itself
Night
You awake, startled fists wet and clenched an animal you do not know howling in your chest
Drowning
Maybe even this drowning rain is a gift I didn't know to wish for
Human
I see you with new eyes a troubling spell finally broken You are as human now as I have ever been
Light
I see your light after all these years a steady flame behind thin glass shielded from every beating wing
Lips
How many other lips pressed this cup warm and ever-longing?
Balm
There is no balm, no Gilead past, present, future but infinite desert
Bashert
We sit here lonely fingers tapping half-filled cups tea and gentle hope
Forgetting
In those days when the now forgotten lifted eyes at solstice and equinox it was the serpent God, king who make what sense there was of the known and knowing world Now he have abandoned king and God relegated serpents to the myths of Eden our eyes fixed on other stars we no longer know or believe and are full of forgetting
Collect
Collect me now, here as your very own love hold close and always