For Michelle, Gina and Amanda


Out of the house
Blackened, broken house
Honeycombed with secrets
Wandered the spirit
It was lost.

Into the day
Screaming morning light
Desert dry cold
Staggered the spirit
It nearly died.

Through the deep,
Dark waters swirling
Bottomless night
Swam the spirit
Rudderless, pale.

Somewhere above
Shone the light
Faint at first,
Almost not there.
Spirit kicked free
Toward the light.

Trees sway with breeze
Musk of earth
Music of sky
Spirit sighs, rustles leaves,
unsettles dust.

This will be continued...

copyright 1994 CD.

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