Surrounded on every side by nature's infinite forms,
each leaf sways in the wind and speaks of its seed.
Underfoot in a thin layer of fertility, insects busy in darkness
and as we shake off thin veils of the dross of ages past;
I had a dream in mind
and the dream said
'Now is the very first time
the unlimited becomes limited'
The distant tanker will soon fall off the horizon of life,
now blurred by the haze of distance and then swallowed
by the roundness that hides our future.
The trawlers float across the bay then, behind the headland,
Door bell chimes its discordant tune
ringing in still light, in month of June,
doors open wide, with sight alive
to coloured visions in my mind.
It was a strange wall
so high and firm
with graffiti'd thoughts
as far as I could see
What mysteries does this keyboard hold
or the artists' pallet strewn with unformed colour
our life a sheet of parchment
waits our thoughts and deeds
Air is essential for breath.
Breath is essential for life.
Life is essential for food.
Food is essential for speech.
Fire in jagged ribbons ripping groundward
With belated drumbeats echoes of past passage
Rushing to horizons obscured from view
Cascading torrents of icy stones that threaten broken bones