I am the child of light

I am the child of light.
Tenacious child!
Always there,
Present, constant like the sea,
Ebbing and flowing,
With the breath.

I am the child of light.
The fluid child!
Forever in flux,
Dissolving and re-assembling,
Foaming and reforming,
Marking each tide.

I am the child of light.
Starburst child!
Born of the galaxy,
Closer than a heart beat,
Loud as a thunder clap,
And softer than a rose.

Spirit Music

I waited

And I'm waiting again.

And dreaming

As I did then

Long ago.

Far away I had

The same dream.

Now, it's a new day.

And, again you show me

A wisp of  reality.

But you play with my dreams

As you play with your music.

Making for me a lovely melody

That's lost on the wind

And forgotten

Solstice Chatter

"What time's the Solstice?"

"It's tomorrow;" said triumphantly.

"No, I mean the exact time."

Now, I get that look.
"Why?"

And, of course, I can't say why it matters.

But it does.

Perhaps the wheel turns faster?

No, there'd be trouble if it did.

There might be a shimmer in the air,

or, maybe, a fluttering of leaves?

Anyway, the earth does know somehow.

I'm sure of it and I'm determined.

"What time is the Solstice exactly?"

Puzzle piece

that place

between spaces

where we meet

is all there ever was

you, me and time

really?

no, 

not all

time and motion

motion and time

flow

no more or less
just flow

DRIVE TIME

Drive Time

An Afternoon,

Somewhere between autumn and winter,

And we are driving,

I don't know where.

I can't remember why.

Sometimes, we just started driving.

Was there a destination?

That piece of road,

Seen through the filtered sunlight,

Stays with me,

And I don't know why

Just Dancing

The music and the dance goes on
Exhilarating
The breathless dance
Over in a heartbeat 
And eternal
All in one
And one in all of me!

Little Man

So I go blithely on!
Setting out each day
Bag on my arm
And shoes nicely polished
To live in my world
Doing my things
Proud of myself
Well almost
And there you stand
Or rather slouch!
Unwashed
Unshaven
With a leer
And calling my bluff!