Though mountains block my view and way,
To hold your hand by night or day,
I sit and wait in longing sigh
For one more kiss with teary eye.
...
Turning a page in the book of Days,
The world read between monochrome lines
Has a sun falling down a distant grey.
It burns with no color.
...
I sit between dark curtains;
In my confine the world is small,
But great.
...
I am the roots of the flower;
Though absorb all the wonders of the Earth I do
Day in
And day out,
...
There's no breath besides life-
The air will tell you so;
Every current telling the time
From now,
...
Stirring in the woods,
Chatter,
The red of the morning glow
Breathing through the air.
...
Each breath comes closed
With a nightmare tremor,
But I'll try to close my eyes
Once more,
...
Through twists of air
The feather rides in peace;
Needing not but what it has,
And choosing not to land or more
...
I sat down with you,
Watched the silence grow;
It ate the air as we breathed,
As the colors began to fade
...