Words around your moons and I run in endless circles

Since I was born, I heard a higher calling, it’s maybe nothing or something.

Walking along the edge of water, I get lost amidst cottonwood, and the scent of flowers

The seas and the cosmos buried deep in my heart

Sometimes I just want to unravel my being, love again, see beyond skin color, borders, nations, walk beneath the stars, listen to the trees, look inside myself beside the brook

Love runs through the night writing all my words, the universe inside me and everything I dream of

Those years in between when the world was more graceful

When the world revolves and spins within your head endlessly, And I an ocean of love upon fields of endless war, these barren fields again my love, fires across the skies

1987/88 I write, thoughts, sounds, words, love billows across lonesome landscapes, I still myself, I await something and then I awake #poetry

Every spring, this wound cut open, only by me, a line ripped across my skin, and eternity