Twilight

Twilight travels, without shoes,
Beyond a chessboard of shadows,
Unto a dark path in between mountains
To fields where the waken mind
Dare not tread.

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Summer nights and quiet shores

Summer nights and quiet shores,
Without screams, without footsteps on concrete,
Only evenings sinking contentedly
Into melancholy.
A still sea mirroring earth,
A still mind mirroring life.

Dawn twirls over fields

Dawn twirls over fields.
A gray fog dances with my loneliness.
Let the day fall on rocks and sea,
And bring with it
Its strangeness.

The sky, the sea, and islands

The sky, the sea, and islands.
A Spring day dawns on gray shores.
Surf bleeds unto beaches
And the world catches fire
As morning breathes life
On the adventure.

Everything we need is right here

Everything we need is right here.
The tired, the worn down will rest.
Paths will disappear into wilderness.
Houses will wither and fall apart.
But homes will remain,
Perhaps lonely, perhaps aloof,
But always rising, turned to the light,
As each of us leave our mark
On life.

Like green grass, like morning light

If you were a weed in a ditch,
If you were an afternoon persistently falling
Into night, I would still catch you
Like green grass, like morning light,
Until it was me you grew from,
Until it was me you fell into.

Resilience

In my life I have walked through fire,
Been burnt down to ashes to give nourishment
To another spring, to another Summer,
To beauty and first loves.
Perhaps we are all planets
Carrying a hundred thousands seeds of life
Within our resilience.