Fog

A godly sight
As I look down
Cold witness of a ghostly world
Caught in the mouth of the monster
The nothingness before
The nothingness after

A pale absence covering all things
Canceling contours and erasing hills
Taking away all substance
From this world clinging on
To its transient reality.
A floating wisp resisting the annihilation
Just like a fading memory.

Universe

The whole of the sky
Is looking at you
The ancient oceans
Keep rolling their waves
Upon silent shores
Of star-born pebbles
And of consumed bones.

The echo of the hills
Stretching up and lying down
On the horizon line
The soil and dust and sand
The water and the wind
The stillness of the ages
Through the dance of the tides
The ocean machine
The heartbeat of a God.
 

The mad waltz of the Moon
Around our little rock
Our little home spinning
Shaking and tipping us at times
Into the darkness and the frost
Of an unknown infinity
Another trip around the Sun
Mere unrecordable
Celestial brevity.
   
All this going on around you
Your little dramas and sorrows
And to the day you join it all
Again
Your puny spark of selfishness
And desperate individuality
Finally blown away

So you can humbly return
To be a part of
The universe.

Hold Me

Hold me.
Like some driftwood after the wreck
Like a parachute
A candle in darkness.

Hold me.
Like a balloon on your birthday
Like a promise to a child
A promise to the dead.

Hold me.
Close enough for our hearts to touch

And hum and sing to the same song
And silence our enemies Time and Space...

Hold on.

 

Please just hold on to love.