Wind and water

Lake Myosotis – Huyck Preserve – Rensselaerville, NY Photo by gfs

where is the lip of sanity
the door to our own realty
the presence of time
when every minute falls away
across miles of skies
running from who we are
to become our imaginings
in places still to find

how can we be alone
when everything touches
our senses in the light
and in the night we visit
so many others
rightfully so for they
have visited our dreams
nightmares turn to dust

I have no time for this
though I do have time to dye
my colors into hues
in unimagined palettes
blending royal purple
on sea sharp tones
walking shorelines strewn
with memories of love

never forgotten places
as far away as yesterday
near as tomorrow waiting
on the wind
standing by the river
of life begging to return
a soulful song
longing for a lute

The Abyss of Choice

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Photo: Haleakala Mists – Maui, HI by gfs

Places in our memories hold
The lines of time within our mind
Leaves and branches bent and blowing
Again into this world to find

This eternal light within us
Hidden in the shrouds we wear
Longs to lift the ever after
Letting go of all the fear

As we melt into the choices
Essence wakes as wills unfold
Echoes always here returning
To the hands and hearts we hold

Enter through the waters falling
What courage leaps to the abyss
As voices fade beyond the yearning
The sun awaits the virgin’s kiss