Never lament the tears That fell in love with River's edge Swallowed up forever By tides and waves No shame in crying Just a welling over Of unfathomable emotion Spills from clear blue pools Through soft lashes of grasses Drop down downy mounds Of moss covered round Boulders Slip through crevice Lingering on lips Recalling the moment We refused to break The surface tension Instead hovering lightly Like blossom petal on cheek A dragonfly drinking Not to disturb Still waters beneath Holding endless peace Like cupped hands Around a warm face Breathing each to each
Though perilous labour Sucks wind out of wings Daily we break out Of old habits Singing sweetly harmony With breeze stinging Lips and cheeks Faint glow inspires Smiles and images Of edge of tomorrow Landscapes cascading Over cliffs Considering how to Sound and look best Humming along with you Always return home To rest
I've never left hibernation All but a short stroll Around the garden To vacate my cave Return to ocean Plunge deep into her senses Cool relief I imagine it daily Breaking the surface Would look like Reaching out both arms Holding her close to me Kissing her forehead Hand on her cheek The full force of waves Impacting me With that smile Just inches away Rocking me to the core Over and over again In rhythm with moon Wax and wane For as long as forever Remains
Headlamp leading footsteps downward Air thick with an Impenetrable skin Seams of black unzipped Precious compacted life Of million years scarred Set ablaze in minutes
Living beings coal face Tends to 12 score beached Generations breeching Cool skin of sea Final resting shore Years combined between Ages of whales reach Thousands ever since 50 million years ago Our meddling unseen
Sitting with cool tears Echoing words pouring Into my ears Frontier human carrying Dissapointments Reverberate through My body like funeral Rhythym yet still My heart is beating For the innocent Plight of the whales Putting all our cries Into mere proportion Considering the noise Of their calls Each to each Upon passing Surge waylaid Swell or manmade?
Count the stars of heaven 