The world speaks to me
At the grocery store
The bus stop
In mirrors,
Leaves and water
Baby ducks on a log
And occasionally, in words
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Near the end of night
The hesitation of dawn
Before the sunrise
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The voice comes out of silence
With a roar
It laughs and cries and whispers
As if water, racing and standing
Over cold stones
Of every shape and size
The twisting creek of my life
Brought to celebration
In sudden rain
This is my voice
As I climb and slide
Reach and lose
Reach and rise
From the journals of Rutherford Park, my magical place
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When I look at your face
I see a door
If I open the door
It becomes a mirror
Will your eyes be open
Are they my eyes
Worlds of past and future
Tumble around my mind
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The toughest judge of my case
drew a frown upon my face
and made me pay time after time
for the unforgivable crime
of not being who I am
never enough – a sham
only doing and speaking out loud
what rules of the dream allowed
I didn’t know the fog could lift
and leave the inner judge adrift
or that I could release my fear
and then not see him in the mirror
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What if questions were air,
Moving from point to pointless
And answers were unopened letters
Hanging on endless sharpened hooks
In a hidden room built entirely
From revolving doors
That never open and never close
Pushed beyond the power
Of unopened questions
I couldn’t pay the price of admission
So I had to leave
Without footprints in the dust of time
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Where do leaves belong
In the wind, swaying
Green on the stem
Or lost, soft in the ground
Yellow and brown with decay
Or are they most alive
In a last desperate grasp,
from the branch, reaching out
wild in colours, shapes and sizes
For love and light and meaning
Against the inexorable turning
Of the great darkness
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What does it mean
to be inevitable
when does something really end
do things get smaller and smaller
until they disappear
like a suitcase full of old clothes
gradually there are fewer and fewer clothes
the suitcase becomes a bag
smaller and smaller
until there is only a black dot
that seems to disappear
but what if science can still trace
and measure that black dot
what if the black dot
contains all the seeds necessary
to grow everything back again
houses full of things
people to love people who age
a story of many changes
a brand new pick up truck
and a closet full of clothes
they become old and worn
there’s a suitcase then a bag
it gets smaller and smaller
till there’s a black dot
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Hide and seek
the beauty of the reflection
calls you to the source
why does the shadow flee
does the shadow speak
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The creek is dry
the rocks losing colour
in silence
long for rain
water sings the breath of life
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