From January 2009
Where are you?
I’m here, waiting.
Full moon waned to half
Dew, you, like stars
Independent of the sun
Shining because you
Can’t help it.
Long enough after you
Are gone
You show me you’ll
Never be gone
You don’t see the
Ropes that bind you
I do.
I will not ask for you
And you will not ask for me.
But without asking
Will we know?
The sky is blue on
This white paper
It glows. And
You think you are mere human;
Mortal and free
One day I too will have ropes
But I’ll see them.
Time should not unwind
Undoing the sacred can’t be right
Flow and burn as you do
And I, as you, will too.