Fresh Seattle rain Cleanser more of soul than streets I envy that sound Such simple pure harmony Don’t forget that umbrella!

愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く

Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them

Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life

Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed

Life’s obligations A daunting sea of turmoil With crest after crest I’ll hide in this briny shell Till the tide forgets my name

Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…

Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply

I pray for the day When my mind is clear Silence, sweet silence Schemes and impulses forgone To live without a shadow

Distractions of youth Parade like bright spring flowers Always on the mind Entangling my weak heart To the land of mud and ice

My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old

Once my beating heart Matched steel drum lines to-to-toe Teaching metronomes But now my beat has fallen Into syncopated depths

A natural fog Too tired to remember Dowsing memories Broken alarm clock weeping Woe be to his faint tick, tock

My Grandfather’s last dream In a deep sea of white, heavy thun… Until a peaceful respite blinks What will it bring? Will the rain… With their piercing showers, will…

A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs