I have often wandered
And often wondered
Whether I have wandered enough
Seen enough
Heard enough
Been enough
Yet in my heart of hearts
I sense
I know
I wander
Not for an answer
But because the question
Is worth the wandering
I have often wandered
And often wondered
Whether I have wandered enough
Seen enough
Heard enough
Been enough
Yet in my heart of hearts
I sense
I know
I wander
Not for an answer
But because the question
Is worth the wandering
There is a shadow
Buried in my corners
Hidden in my nooks
Hidden from me
As I’ve hidden from it
Never stopping to wonder
Does it feel?
Does it fear?
Does it wish for my embrace?
Is it me?
The days grow short
The air, cool
And ‘neath the starless skies I marvel
That as all dies
The shadows grow and grow
When it has been a little while
Since last I felt your hand in mine
Heard your heart beat
Saw the deepness of your eyes
I want for it all the more
And when I feel it
Hear it
See it
It is all the sweeter
For that little while
Fair weather
Is fair until
The ground is dry and cracked
Fair play
Is fair until
Another breaks taboo
Fair chances
Are fair until
Your feet are bruised and bloody
All’s fair
Until
It isn’t
I think of decay
And the chill
And the next warm drink
And the next fire
And though renewal is far off
It does not trouble me
Heaven is not a place
But that moment
Surrounded by laughter
About a crackling fire
With winter’s chill but a thought on the windowpane
With a little breath
You slow mine
With the peace in your eyes
You bring mine to close
With the softness of your heart
You let mine rest
As the winter is to the beasts of earth and sky
So are you
To all of me
I want but to rest
To turn my back on the world
And its trappings
And its failings
And its wantings
And wrap my arms around this thing
So whole
So true
So warm
And so much greater
Than anything behind me
Ash in the air
From a fire burning
Many miles past the horizon
Falls in my vision
Dust of the world
I can smell the ending
But so too can I sense
The new beginning