I like to go
When the world seems
A little grey
Places where
I always find
The colour
I’ve been missing
Places where
I always find
The colour
I’ve been missing
Clouds
And mountains
Mingle
In a waning light
The camera records
As a monochrome
The interplay
Of force
And resistance
How is it possible
There is such glory
In this universe
And how improbable is it
That I am its witness?
Until I look again
And see the beauty
In the dilapidated
The strength
In the distressed
The resilience
In the rusted
The world settles into an armchair
At the end of a long day
Breathes a sigh
Takes a long draw from the wineglass
And lets the worries drift away
So I breathe
Let go the thoughts
Dispelling
The chaos
Until I am conscious
Only of being
I will wash away
The tears of my last failure
And gather myself up
To have another go
Touched
Heard
Smelled
Tasted
Seen
Reasoned
I am out of time
With the world
Out of rhythm
With the seasons of my being
One from Earth
One from Sky