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Drifting on

Hold yourself, unfold, and moan

It is time for the unmasking

I will hold your shaking hands

Follow the stream to its source

See things that you must see alone


What time do the demons come for you?

For each of us it is different


You sermon serenely on meditations

and causes

Yet, your words are unraveled and sharp


a thin thread cuts you and makes you bleed


The prettyly wrapped package tempts you

 you want to open it

When you try to express it

you suddenly forget the words


Come here

I need your voice

To remind me that I am brave


The walls aren’t thick enough to keep out your words

or to protect me from myself


Thru the solf mountain air,  rays of sunset

I see a single white flower

I see a hummingbird suspened in air

Autumn winds plant next springs seeds

Everything as it should be

In these things, there is deep meaning




 I need your voice

To empty into these shallow places

and unlock my angel from her rusty chains