I hold a vital portion
of eternity.
the secrets of two flowers
then flits off to die.
roam the ocean floor in search
of my beginning.
above where she had hidden
yesterday from rain.
guided by the sea, uncertain
now within the wind.
water breaks a petal from
a fading flower.
mottled moon descends behind
gray fields of dry grass.
the lonely moth before she
dies has no concern.
the ancient dust across a
road where children play.
for however grand, the end
always is too soon.
in foam, ride a stream that is
no longer sacred.
puddle, shatters earth and time
in concentric rings.
dew, you realize I'm there.
Sunrese finds me gone.
will be just another day
I've been loving you.
wrap on the Son on Easter
morning's empty tomb.
what Easter fulfills when the
stone is rolled away.
a lion with a lamb and
do not will to wake.