Light breaks through the stillness, and sun and moon share a wistful gaze. In these moments

And a memory, Like a callous wind, brushes light… Chilling me in a moment, I am caught mid step; left frozen,

What has been spent?..... what weariness comes, as each time cast this net returns empty; and the knowledge

I have loved you ere now, my soul feels the truth of it. I have beheld this hearts

Breathe into me, and I to you. Let us sink softly past youths false fears, and release winters child

To hold the light captured within. by throwing open this beginners heart. For more times than aught

I stand exposed in new found voice that rightful truth be thus expres… As heart reveals its tender purpose

be empty.... be still.... breathe.... It is here you find me. In lifted eyes,

How your words In softly spoken grace, can caress this tender, fragile soul. and from these scattered patterns,

At-home I stand In the silent trees of winter. Transfixed, attuned to darkened gr… Powerfully, stark, the trees enfol… My eyes now closed to feel within.