Floating

On the waters of forever Through the mists of time and remembrance We wander, each one of us alone While eternity of stars wheels above us While the earth beneath spins, and spins again While the eons pass We speak the slow and careful language Of the universe We taste its mysterious wonder We weep…

The Remains of the Past

It sits beside a lonely track That winds its way, under blossom trees Toward remembered places But this, this is long forgotten Tiles on the roof cracked and falling Stone walls askew Wooden door leaning from its hinges Thickets half grown over On their way to reclaiming the cottage For nature Ease open the sagging…