11 March

I am reminded of Emerson who

from time to time looked up in perfect silence at the stars

and  I wonder..could I live in such a time

not wired   uncharged

a dark and stormy night to transport me

through the sands of time

what manner of connection 

wouldn't fry me to the core

would the guilt of what I left behind

mar the gift


  1. I am not a fan of unpunctuated pieces, but you make it work well with irregular lines and stanzas.


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Deep peace of the running wave to you.
Deep peace of the flowing air to you.
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you.
Deep peace of the shining stars to you.
Deep peace of the gentle night to you.
Moon and stars pour their healing light on you

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