Departure

I listened when you said it was time for us to go.
The years and the miles grow and grow
yet we are no closer to the dream.
Could it be that you were wrong?
Could it be that I do not see what you see?
It is possible.  Does this mean
we have failed or should we
redefine the goal? Is there a goal?
There was. Once. We have long since
left familiarity. Only each other.
That is all we have.
We are all we have.

What We Have Found

We have to hold on to the hope that we can find.
And I'm hanging on I'm hanging on to you.
Tell me Please tell me this is fine That I'm fine.

I won't let this life tear it all apart.
And you're hanging on you're hanging on to me.
And I'm hanging on I'm hanging on to you.
We have to hold on to the hope that we can find.

Here
We are free
Together

The Struggle

The struggle is real
It is here and it looks at us
as though we cannot see it
The struggle is within us all
and at no point do we ever
allow ourselves to be free
from it We should learn
to expand our capacity for
kindness and understanding
knowing this fact about
each other Sisters and Brothers
we face this life in this way
The struggle changes in
face and scope but it is a
persistent challenge to the
heart and soul of us all
There is relief if we choose
to seek it True relief is not
found in the ingestion of
any short term remedy
No the struggle is far too
strong for that The struggle
can only be overcome slowly
through reforging of heart
and mind I struggle with this
but I am trying my best
to overcome this It will take
time and patience Awaken
with the day and I tell myself
I will survive this day and night
and not let this struggle
overcome me

How many miles to the sea?
How many miles until we are alone together?

Cottage

Is it too late or too soon
to live out our fantasy

Beachside cottage alone
and together

Send out tendrils of hope
purely from habit

Close your eyes as my
hand strokes your hair

Everything confirmed
to dead memory

Sparks emerge from
time to time

Brief signs that some
life still within

When I hear the voice
of the Ocean

I wonder if you can
hear it too

Transmission

Become a tower of transmission
Send out waves
of what is most needed
to heal the hurt
and lost parts of the souls
of many 
Become the sun
Open
Let the light 
pour forth

Water kissing sand
The beach is never lonely
Always together

Alone you cry tonight
Together but apart now
Feeling your sorrow

Color of Flowers

I can still love you

And not be with you

So it is

Memories 

Of a fleeting 

Former life

Honest

I never said I was

Brave but I pray 

Every day when

The moment comes

To act I will 

Be by your side

Waltz

You wanted a dance together
So I obliged
Piano runs in waltz time
As our feet moved
To the count of three / four
That moment
Could have been forever
And
        in some
                     small way

It is

Processional

Not ready to own up to my part of the blame
Pass it off again and again
I'll take this load if you'll take your share
Let the days gather behind us

We Can Be

What there is

What there isn't

Everything in absence

Everything present

A representation

of abstract consciousness

These words

You and I

Apart

Yet together

"Help me.

Everything is falling apart."

We aren't alone in this place

No matter

What signs to the contrary

there may be

My imaginary life

and my real life

long to be together.

Alone together

in our solitude

Lens

We are part of the lens

through which nature

views Herself.

We Will Cross These Distances Together.