possibilities of peetering along the currents of traveling, finding myself groping for hope among concrete trails...i am overwhelmed by the volume of clutter, singing among saints, and bewildered children. musing in tangles of sighs, laughter and embraces that span greetings and good-byes. deciphering all of this along edges of curses and blessings.

Friday, December 31, 2004

resisting eclipse

the erasure of the threat. somehow, i am at this corner and beyond the pale. she is being shone upon with the sun that will arrive to me in half a day. i remember so much of this beautiful woman who have committed my heart with such love.