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

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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