Slate the sky
The Islands
In between
The day was long
Night comes on
To fitful
Sleep go I
The day was long
Night comes on
To fitful
Sleep go I
I wondered who’d been here
Where had they gone
From where had they come
I followed the footfalls
Until their abrupt ending
Swallowed up by the sea
I don’t need to look very deeply
Or with much intimacy
To know the beauty
Of every living being
Where every thundering wave
Takes me back
Ten thousand years
To a time before industry
To a time before capital
To a time before government
To a time before language
To a time before consciousness
To a time before life
Breathe life into my spirit
Bring warmth into my heart
Displace despair with optimism
Like the dragonfly caught
In amber
From a time
No words remember
In countenance: fierce
But whose hearts
Have the gentleness
Of brushed cotton
Never did I suspect
So many realities
Could coexist
Grandiose nature
Makes me feel
Very, very
Small
Depositing, Depositing, Depositing
On mounds and terraces
The beautiful stuff of Earth
Cools, solidifies, colours