Lightly touching each other

Deep in the endless dark
Our destinies
Are weaved together
Like the roots of a tree
Lightly touching each other
When the sweeping autumn wind
Rustles the golden leaves
Cold heartedly.

Another Togetherness

We cry for what we don’t have,
for what is taken away from us, but perhaps
It is because of that longing and those dreams
we turn inside, and seek out
Another light, and another togetherness
that can never be taken away from us.