playing chase in parks
sitting and thinking and talking in parks
walking alone around parks
playing chase in parks
sitting and thinking and talking in parks
walking alone around parks
beginning maze end
lifelong paths too soon forgotten
spring should never end
thoughts and words and feelings
companionship and friendship and loving
but most of all
yes most of all
blood and sweat and honey
we flourished in the sun
harvesting one another’s flowers
and now we feed tomorrow’s fields
in the darkness snow falls, covers snowdrops
green heart quivers
daylight cracks unclouded sky
iced snow shields the living
From the star the finger pointed.
Light or lightning leapt the chasm and new life sparked to heartbeat. Energy in the bellied seed became the sapling, the desert oak which stands upon red-sanded rock. Branches spread in shelter, night air now rests soft.
Journeys, arrivals, tables overturned.
And so the life of ever begins, a star, and finger pointing.
A sign
a sign
of life
of life
is all
is all
I need
[pause]
is all
is all
is all
I need
[pause]
is all
is all
is all I need
[pause]
A sign of life
of life
is all I need
is all
is all
is all I need
[pause]
[pause]
[pause]
A sign
a sign
of love
of love
is all
is all
I ask
[pause]
is all
is all
is all
I ask
[pause]
is all
is all
is all I ask
[pause]
A sign of love
of love
is all I ask
is all
is all
is all I ask
[pause]
[pause]
[pause]
A song
a song
of love
of love
is all
is all
I have
[pause]
is all
is all
is all
I have
[pause]
is all
is all
is all I have
[pause]
A song of love
of love
is all I have
is all
is all
is all I have
A song of love is all I have
Horse years run faster than human years, you’ve seen that boy, haven’t you? Yessir, though, now you’ve finally caught me up. You’re 25 now, 25! And me nearer 80 than not. Not long to go maybe. What say we jump that one last canyon? What say? Let’s go.
Our parents are the weight in the keel of our life, slowing us down we shout, keeping you steady they say. When they are gone we can swerve, we skim faster on the tips of the waves; we can tilt our masts and fall. We hope they have left lifeboats.
What does it matter that it is finished and I am tired?
It was lived to the full
and that is enough.