Light

To attract 
one must
burn but
not rage
warm rather
than heat
crackle and
not roar
be the
same that
would attract
you for
you too
are they

Past

The past
is not
a flame
the closer
the hotter
the past
is air
always around
invisible and
of very
little consequence

Silence

Listen to 
the silence
silence isn’t
absent anything
silence has
its sound
silence is
the sound
of everything
filtering out
the nothingness
of your
everyday noise
silence is
only ever
found where
you are
nowhere else

Awaiting

I do know 
now that when
I reach Heaven
the trumpets that
I will hear
will be sighs
and the harps
will be whispers
from those who
I have loved
and that God
will be a
child welcoming me
taking my hand
saying come it’s
time to play

AuContraire

Writing is
not my
life’s distraction
au contraire
life is
now my
writing’s distraction