Your love lays a path

Your love lays a path
Across the sea;
Flat rocks to ease the journey.
After a couple of miles I forget the sea
And start looking at the sky,
Mapping constellations
In the blinding landless dark.


Autumn nights and quiet woods

Autumn nights and quiet woods,
Mirroring lakes without ripples,
No screams of pain or skid marks
From a life in full retreat.
Only heartbeats, echoing contentedly
Like a retired summer breeze
Inspiring flight in nature’s red wings.