Bright is midday sun
Yet still beneath its hot rays
We try not to see

Chimes sing in the wind
Telling of a bigger song
Beyond my ears’ reach

Eyes heavy-lidded
My head falls to my pillow
And shadows take me

Let us walk a while
Tell each other our best tales
While waves lap the shore

Ride the tide with me
Let it take us where it will
Into the unknown

Sing me an old song
That recalls the dead to life
Long as music plays

Do not point to sand
And imagine there a line
I do not see it

When the storm clouds break
And light hits the rain-soaked ground
All the world’s alive

I am made of dust
Dust of stars, dust of ashes
Old and new at once

Make of me a tree
That I might grow tall and strong
After I am gone