Hidden moon
Cloudy sky
Words are stillness in the heart
as time fades
the past renews
our voice
Hidden moon
Cloudy sky
Words are stillness in the heart
as time fades
the past renews
our voice
cold light of the moon
shines down upon me
frost bit grass
lies under my feet
I feel the winter wind
but do not hide from it
let it pass over
to remind me of her face
sunrise
sunset
symmetry
the colour change
subtle like your eyes
reflect each day passing
what is that I could hear
in the hedgerow
but hiding from me was
a blackbird in the brambles
thinking back on it now
seem silly she’d be following me
but at that time
it was just her and me
I trace the skies
its light dances
where shadows are seen
my thoughts are displaced
creating a memory
in their place
as the sunshines
the day renews itself
we are all part of it
the moon appears
as heaven and earth
are reunited
As I sit alone
thoughts cross my mind,
a kaleidoscope of memories.
Cherish those
while they still remain,
as spring
fades into autumn—
may they last you
all your years.
Each word, a story untold.
Each truth, a lesson learned.
Each memory is awakened.
Each breath, the passion returns.
Each past, reclaimed.
Each stake, renamed.
Autumn leaves,
crunch under my feet.
Their disheveled shapes,
fallen cries.
Each tree, shakes off
its branches, in the wind.
As the season turns
and the weather changes.
Our paths become,
that of one,
who is lost in colour
and cannot change.