Do you hear me trees? Do you remember my name? Do you recall how we sat together And it was the world that you explained? Now I see callous mouths Come to instruct you gone And the butterflies that watched us Are singing a new funeral song. Soft light that held us Will you come and hold me still? Alone in a gold world That once with emerald was full. Let me seek solace in memories of branches I knew. Do you think of me trees? I’m always thinking of you.

It is a time to wake in a new way In the surrounds of the dark In the memory of death In the momentary out-of-body experience That carries us everywhere, and nowhere

That we must wait in this season of stillness. Where really nothing is still at all

Over the threaded ocean And beneath the beams of time The silken foam of fear And the washing idol depressions Desist Just for a...

Forgiveness takes the satchel from your back The one you didn’t know you wore And lets lightness overcome The weight your shoulders bore.

Ultimate Creatrix You held us, naive and selfish babes, in your pulsing bosom; The warm plains and lightning skies knew nothing on your...