I come home

Photo by Adrienne Fraser

My house is bigger 

than the moon can circle

my ocean has no tides

to live up to

my body is thinner

than the air can see

my eyes are longer

than a string of stars

I come home

with everything and nothing

in my hands

Stone of fortune

Photo by Dan Fraser

You might want to turn over

the stone of fortune

and see what scurries underneath

could it be tiny golden crabs

racing from the reach

of your curling fingers

you might flip stone after stone

wet from the carefree toss

of sea water

trying to catch

what can never belong to you

or anyone else

Cliff jumping

Photo by Dan Fraser

The interesting part 

of cliff jumping

is definitely not the landing

I will gamble that the chance

of transforming butterfly-like

with a flash of wings

is greatest in the moment

before the impact

The on and on

Photo by Dan Fraser

The deliberate act of movement 

through space and time

the dance of breathing

in the next and next of loving

and all its needs

the losses and the gains

without measurement or touch

of hand or eye

the on and on of journeys

in the dusty clouds of lost

confusion and beginning

these are names we give

to living

in the not quite yet

and gone so soon

the thrumming in the heart of it all

A candle lit

Photo by Dan Fraser

A candle lit

is a flicker of light

a hundred candles

brings light

into a dark place

a thousand candles

is a beacon from a distance

a million candles

cannot create the sun

the sun is a flicker of light

in the universe of god