Today...

I am asked why is everything so dark.

I say it is not dark it is just the other side

of light...

If there is sun...

there will be a shadow

but would you

give up the sun just to avoid the shadow?

I think I will stay here in the sun today

and enjoy the shadows it casts.

Suicide and Silence

stiletto heels strike an assured cadence
stairway spiraling skyward
a sigh
a last single step
Screams

spinning

a downward symphony
slash stillness
sirens
silence
sweet serene silence

Resting

I am resting
in the shadows
Of life
I can see the light from here
But...
it can not blind me
with its hope
I can feel the warmth from here
But...
it can not burn me
with its passion
I can cry here
And...
no one hears
that is the point
of being here
for now

Of Fish and Lures

Often times....
I feel...

like a too small fish....
mesmerized. . .
by a too bright,
unattainable lure...
the lure flickers as it darts past...
tantalizes and mocks my simplicity...
as it dangles briefly...
teasing, intentionally...
then draws away...
leaving a faint trail...
that fades...
along with the allure of it.

Wonder

"The most beautiful thing we can experience

is the mysterious. It is the source of all true

art and all science. He to whom this emotion

is a stranger, who can no longer pause to

wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as

dead: his eyes are closed."

(Albert Einstein)