Let us fly
To another place
Where the air is crisp
Where the ground is soft
Where there are few around
Where little would trouble us
And there breathe a while
And sink our toes deep
And taste the silence
That awaits us
Far from here
Let us fly
To another place
Where the air is crisp
Where the ground is soft
Where there are few around
Where little would trouble us
And there breathe a while
And sink our toes deep
And taste the silence
That awaits us
Far from here
I watch in quiet as your bones
Expand with restful breath
And hear the earthly undertones
Of breathing soft as death
I sit still so as not to wake
You from this short-lived peace
I’d not this solace from you take
Ere morning’s sweet release
They say “make art for you”
Then tell you why your art
Is not good enough
There is no stillness
Only movement
For the universe is not a boulder
And I not a stone
The cosmos breathe
As I breathe
And though in breath
I find stillness
It is but a movement
To bring me peace
For when I lose my way and tire
Of this world’s cruel designs
I lay my head upon your lap
And so at last can rest for just a while
Laid to rest
By the apple tree
Where you ran and played
Now you lie
And make the flowers grow
I wish to dream of simpler things
Than what I see awake
To leave behind the muck that clings
And my solace does take
With a heavy heart
And eyelids like stones
And a head
Leaning for want of a bed
Of moss
I lay down upon
The forest floor
And stretch out my limbs
Till they penetrate the earth
And drink its bounty
And after a long while
That heaviness
Is lifted
And my spirit rises
To drink the sun
Within the soft scent of your hair
And the warmth of your skin
Within your voice upon the air
And your wisdom within
I find a kind of solace, which
The world so often lacks
A peace to pull me from the ditch
And back onto the tracks
I found a daisy
Along the path
And in pondering it
Thought of you