No time to cry

Photo: Boardwalk at Bethany Beach, DE by gfs

Time is all I have to keep
And all now you’ve given up
Faded leaves are washed away
In snow melt seen turning to clay

Rivers run cold as the hills unfold
Letting down in their winter dreams
Maples will fill up-rushing again
For the sweetness of life to become

Was it hard to go with no hand to hold
at the crossroads when waking to dreams
I’ll wonder at this and a thousand things
In the days that are mine still ahead

For today you see I’ve no time to cry
No way to find all the tears
I’ll keep them for you to come when they’re due
In a place and a time left to find

When yesterday came

Photo by gfs – Haleakala Sunset, Maui HI

There was a story
Told by sages
Of times
And trials
Lost to memory
Written in stone
Broken into
Forgotten sands
Such are the pages
History told
In voices
Long silent
Language unknown
Ears shuttered
Truth is not words
The best evidence
Only found
In the fires
Of mind!

 

Rear view mirror

Where were we

When today opened

Its door

And asked

Us to enter

Love’s season

Timelessly traced

The reason away

Turned out to wander

Alone

Summer days wanting

For winters return

While watching

Our lives

Through

Rear view mirrors

While the sun

Courses days

Through our sky

Photo: Winter Stream at John Boyd Thatcher State Park by gfs

Crystal Eyes

what memories
live inside
these words
what feelings
lie hushed
under a morning
of new fallen
snow

slipping
through icy fingers
melting
in her mind
the way Spring’s
swollen streams
wash hilltop
tumble stones
into greening
valleys

maybe he
held her gaze
too long
in dreams
crystal eyes
wide open
where the heart
yearns to hold
onto colors
faded to black
and white
between sheets
of rain
and thoughts of
coming home

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The darkest hour

Dark before dawn

Rounds as spheres reflect the sun
Revolve since time began
A word beget in light beyond
Our wisdom and our tears

This then the silent melody
The music only heard
By ears untuned to earthly things
Were silence seldom roams

Across the reaches space and time
Have come to know our ways
The shadows cast before our steps
Were taken into thee

These the days and hours spent
Longing for the light
The darkest hour came to be
In dreams before the dawn

So these mere words
Could grace the page
And in the eye behold
Some message from this bard

Who left eternity to seek
The fires of the heart
In precious days on bended knee
The beauty of her love

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