Silver moss listens
For the approaching footfalls
As love on the wind …
Silver moss listens
For the approaching footfalls
As love on the wind …
How swift are the tides
rolling on shores
with wind weaving cattails
into sand dune dreams
Moonlight rises within the waves
having only the stars to decorate her love
Sparkles her crown in the indigo blue
Silver light shadows fall to the earth
Leaving as red sunlight wakes
stealing the dark
Melting the dewdrops into the day
like tears in the rain
Made to surrender
all the heart’s seasons unfold
witness to heaven falling to earth
waiting to waken her hand to behold
Come to me said she
Words in silence spoken still
Echoes sweet refrain
dreaming on the wind
waves roll in visions
clouds billowing past
in shadows of the moon
long horizons fade beyond
all we can imagine
ships sinking into waves
flowers drift past in reverence
to color the memories
of lives and loves lost
in the foolish attempts
to conquer our own hearts
Hollow blue sky
forgotten rails under silver birds
listen to the red wings chatter
about living among wild berries
waiting for the black cherries
to ripen and ferment
songs of a drunken celebration
pacing with folded wings
alive with anticipation
of a party
among the pines
and the honeysuckle scents
drifting on the summer breeze
along with their song
lost in flight
some storm tossed bird
finding reasons
to return to
the air
how to hold on
to the unseen
feels the ether
guides on the wind
one sacred place
still to call home
folding her wings
in the night
waiting again to lift
what remains
of forever finding love