stand in the silence
an extra measure of cry
corner is

stand on top

scan sky
horizon
hilltop

hear
silence
symphony

quiet rest
in hand

simply this
to your
pardon

free me
you

yet
bound by
who am
i

cringe in

sorrow
envelop

me blend
to none

here

you are

please straiten the mess
your lives are out of sorts
if someone saw
your life tragedy
you would be ashamed

or is that so

revel in the chaos
skate the slippy slope
roll in the dirt
and forget to comb your hair
- never forget to live

there are two kinds of food
one we cannot do without
this food for the soul

I want to do
at least
two things
at once

as if I could
fill two lives
in one hand