Never…

Never to miss you, I miss a part of me.

Wilderness

Wilderness
Abandoned me
Chaos surrounded me
When I did not nurture me
Flowers did not bloom

Wilderness
Returned to me
Chaos no longer
Surrounds me
As I nurture and tend to me
I watch as flowers bloom.

Lean In

Lean in and whisper
Whisper softly into my ear
So that only I may hear
Lean in and whisper
I have nothing to fear
Only gentle words will I hear
Whisper softly into my ear
Forever softly into my ear.

Ink

Flowing
In search
Of the
Ultimate
Taker

Ink comes
To rest
On lone
Sheets
Of paper

Unmasking
masqueraded
Notes
Of labour

Unravelling
A soul
With curiosity
Of nature

Let there
Be no haste
This is a
Moment to
Savour

As ink comes
To rest
On lone
Sheets
Of paper.

Dandelion

Dandelion bouquets before bed, dandelion heads for a heart in the morning.

Bouquet

Little things brighten up days for you and I, dandelion bouquets held up to the sky.

Appreciate Earth

Appreciate earth
From Mount Everest
To the mounds
From the Pacific
To the streams
From Rafflesia flowering
In the rain forests
To the garden pond
Duckweeds
From Californian Redwoods
To Dwarf Willows growing
As the smallest of trees
Appreciate earth
And joy is carried
To you on a breeze.

How did you…

How did you get
To be on my mind
I find you there
All the time
I know there are
Tales to tell
You know the
Songs are mine
Walking side by side
Standing still in time
Knowing you love to love
I will never get you
To be mine
How did you get
To be on my mind
I find you there
All the time.

I am…

I am alone without loneliness, as I am troubled without troubles.

The Mark

“The mark of the immature man is that he wants to die nobly for a cause, while the mark of the mature man is that he wants to live humbly for one.”
Wilhelm Stekel