2/21/2023 – a haiku

Sail off there with me
Where the stars point o’er the sea
Till dawn, and again

2/20/2023 – with great surrender

Though I have often fallen from
The mores that I pursue
I still seek high, and often some
Great truth comes into view

It is with great surrender that
This wisdom I receive
And oft I must remember that
‘Twill e’er be a reprieve

It is between the softest shadows
That hidden truths do hide

There will come a day
When we will hear all the grasses sing
And see all the paints upon a bright world

There will come a day
When we will feel the stories underfoot
And know by name the voices on the wind

And when that day comes
I will hold you
And you me
And we will walk as stars across the sky

I’ll wander with you
‘Round the most distant corners
Till we become lost

With sudden fire my heart alights
And fills with ancient song
To hold so close to storied sights
It runs and leaps along

Let our day be joyful
And as we take our flight
Into the bright horizon
Together let us breathe

Winter wind brings spring
The smell of blossoms on it
As sky’s blue deepens

When shadowed musings enter me
Unbid, with ill intent
I pause and wonder what they see
In me that can be bent

And to those parts I turn my gaze
And build upon their bricks
So that the sickly shadow-rays
Can never fit betwixt

Dawn breaks
And the birds awaken
And the boughs creak
‘Neath the wind