Everest is covered

With the corpses

Of motivated people

Reaching for dreams

Frozen in time

Forever seeking a summit

Just out of reach

I see a chalice of gold

Hanging there in front of me

Mine for the taking

Filled with light

And liquid sun

All i have to do is reach

But I have forgotten how to move

So maybe the sight will be enough

Let it be enough

Space is cold

That expanse of black

Filled with emptiness

That is the nature of distance

It freezes

It kills

Only the improbable nearness

Of two drifting bodies

Pulled into each other’s orbit

By their mutual grasping gravity

Brings warmth

Brings life

And stands against the fact that

Space is cold

The tide cannot remain out forever

That vast plain of ocean floor

With all of its treasure exposed

Will one day be flooded again

Hiding the shells from desiring hands

And the cycle continues

It’s still dark

And so am I

But the sun will rise

And light will leak in

And day will take over

Somewhere,  somehow

A voice calls out from the dark

And a battered world pauses to listen

As it shouts poison as a solution

Promising power and prosperity

At the small cost of morality

At the small cost of freedom

Who can stand in the face of such fear?

Only those willing to give everything.

Protect your light

Protect your love

It will be needed in the end.

I’m reading about our Lisbon

On the edge of the end of the world

And dreaming of days gone by

When we sailed on the river

And kept balance on the cobblestones

But this is the past

Where I dare not dwell

So I sit happy here in hope

Thinking on new journeys

In gratitude for old

Quiet day

Silent day

A time of rest

And reconnection

Let us eat

Let us laugh

Let us love

There is only now

Only ever now

It is the dead calm

After the storm

Where all is still

Because it has died

Put odd exhausted

From the effort

At simply staying alive

Either way

The sun shine bright

On a quiet windswept world

Waiting to see

Which is which

There are those that venture out

When the western storms blow in

And those that hunker down

To wait out that blinding tempest

Staying safe and staying warm

Near food and running water

Each one yelling the world

A little about who they are

In this small moment