Soaring and floating
high above the trees
like the eagles
with mountains and ocean
in the distance
I catch a glimpse of joy
A glimpse of joy
A sigh of wind
I live in the careful comfort
of shadow
longing for the opening of windows
and the movement of sunlight
through restless fingers
like the ending and beginning
of a sigh of wind
Baggage to burn
Who am I now
who was I then
do I have to do it all again
Was there something
there I had to learn
some baggage that I had to burn
Am I waiting
for a sign
am I running out of time
Sweet shadow
There may be something sweet
under the shadow
you reach out with your hand
but even if you know what it is
you can’t find it
you know the taste
like you know your skin
you have to lift the shadow to see
but only light can lift the shadow
your light
Oliver Woods
The approach of the laughing
orange and green children
of yesterday was celebrated
by clever small birds
that darted here and there
for no apparent reason
they didn’t need one
as the soft wind ruffled
feathers of tiny birds
branch to branch with no effort
Oliver Woods playground in the morning
The compulsion of keys
Is it the compulsion of keys
that keeps the precious in boxes
small enough to hide
while the fear of loss hovers
like a tight fisted lover
what is it that you cannot bear
to be without
is it the gem of who you are
that leaves you ruled
by the key and the box
and the fear
Lend a hand
You lend a hand
there is a root attached
you give your heart
there is a root attached
you give your love
it’s free
The face of love and time
My thoughts are leaking
from the broken air
the soft damage was done
without sound or touch
something much larger
rolled like a mountain
through my blink of time
the damage was done
while my eyes stared
straight ahead
and did not see
The waterfall
A small waterfall flows
over the edge of my mind
it has been flowing
from the beginning of everything
when it comes to an obstacle
it goes around and over
with no stop or pause
this morning I considered
turning in a different direction
a stray thought
while the water flowed on and on
over the edge of my mind
Ask me a question
I’m looking for a good question
so I can answer it
I have many answers
ready to go
as long as they don’t begin
with why
I do have some other questions
that have no answer
none at all
they all begin with why
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