Snapshots

We make our memories

snapshots of time

little treasures

that fade

day by day

Good Cheer

We're called to celebrate

the occasions that mark our lives

with smiles and good cheer

Respite

The night will come

masking the tragedies of the day

and give us respite

if but briefly

from the tears

Becoming Earth

Some of those tears

dried and salty traces

across my face

are a mask for my stupor

in which I contemplate

time and aging bones

beyond the dawn

beneath the grave

waiting to become earth

Murmurs

The time we pass is destiny

leaving behind mourners

we just fleeting memories

our time here just a murmur

Carry On

my face and body floated

aimlessly for eons

tattering and knocking

at themselves

friends passed through me

on their firey journey home

growing with anticipation

anguised to become

looking to my father

the sun

contorted explosions

threw me together

flames and fires

then rains and seas

those days behind me

seem like an eternity

yet, just a blink of an eye

here then gone

the universe carries on

Who we are

who we are is what we are

when the realization comes

you'll know it