The mountains came down
In torrents
Of mud
And rock
And trees
Wiping away bridges
Wiping away people
The road broke down
So access broke down
In torrents
Of mud
And rock
And trees
Wiping away bridges
Wiping away people
The road broke down
So access broke down
Backlit golden strands
Like the halo
Of an angel
Bent on justice
Or so I think
Reminded by
The tides of seas
The tides of light
As moon circles I
As I circle sun
Not choice
Nor fate
All that is
Circles round
In ebb and flood
But moments such as this
Fuel my imagination
And stoke my passion
For contemplation
While light breezes
Shimmer on the sea
Settling snow to Earth
From branch and bough
Where it once rested
In this world am I unbound
Softer than the lazy breeze
Which barely ripples cross the sea
Unattached to weighty thoughts
Adrift, perhaps, some might say
Yet guided by the tidal flows
I find my way
And carries dreams
From valleys high
They tumble down
Right by my side
And gather in
The pools below
So deep and cold
In eddies slow
Reminds me how
Your love for me
Becomes a part of me
And my love for you
Becomes a part of you