I sow a prayer
On the sunrise hills
Where the iron sky is cold and dark.
I sow a promise
And watch my caged-in longing
Burst into vivid bloom –
A wildly disheveled dandelion
On the hard and empty fields
Of the eastern morning light.


In loneliness we are together

In loneliness we are together,
Trembling like lakes in the cold wind,
But always belonging to the same sea,
Where trembles become waves
That crash and soar and shape
The future of the world.

Walking down a lonely road

I’m walking down a lonely road
I wish time wasn’t walking along,
Seeing faces and places;
Reminders of home.

There is snow on the signposts,
Autumn’s clutter in the guts,
Beaten down tracks of
Asphalt and stone.

I’m walking down a lonely road
I wish I wasn’t walking alone,
Seeing white-painted crossings
Faded and gone.

There are untouched skipping stones
In sea-washed harbors,
And crab traps left
To yellow and grow old.

I’m walking down a lonely road
Where possibilities’ shop
Has long since been closed,
Leaving only in its wake
Miles and miles of unclaimed love.