Beginning
Darkness enshrouds me
While subtle forces gently
Send me toward the light
Darkness enshrouds me
While subtle forces gently
Send me toward the light
A lake flat as glass
The calm belies the hunger
Beneath the surface
Dusk in the forest
Eerie tendrils of blue light
Draw me in deeper
Heat searing the dunes
Visions of water beckon
Far in the distance.
In the lone white oak
A solitary squirrel
Calls out for its mate
In a copse of trees
Entwined in vines, a slowly
Rusting tricycle
We of painted clay
Molded from the living earth
Destined to return
The vessel broken
one soul escapes to freedom
with a final breath