Sometimes

My bed is a tomb

I enclose myself within

Waiting for life

To go by.

There are others

One could walk with

But…

I poured you as gold

Between the cracks

Of all my broken pieces

But…

You poured me as gold

Between the cracks

Of all your broken pieces

To forge something new

In a hotter fire

That glows like veins of sun

Welding us together again

Once shattered,  now renewed

may you die
in the blazing light
of complete
transparent truth
there is too much dark to come
to bear it before its time.

the universe teaches us
that you do not need to see
in order to believe
the earliest form of detection
of the dark and unseen other
is the effect on the one nearby
the behaviour of the object
is changed by the influence
of the far off invisible one
its gravity exerts itself
and pulls at its orbit
drawing it away from centre
into the black where it hides
it dances away for a time
swings back to norm
and spins off again
caught between pulls
endlessly

Minutes, hours, days, years

It’s what’s left to us

A span determined but unknown

To live and dream

Each to their own…

Fall into me

As the sun sets

In a rose sky

Sending us to dreams

Fall into me

In quiet night

And rest