ComesOne

And then just when 
my disappointment turned violent
and anger rained down
a voice said hi
with a child’s innocence
what is your name
and this question led
to more and more
just like the first
leaf of fall becomes
Autumn I think that
I now finally understand
that there always comes
one but only after
there has been a
longer time of none

Eyes (for James)

I know that 
I have seen
your eyes before
long ago before
so long ago
that I can’t
remember when where
but I know
that if one
thing never changes
though the face
always does across
time the eyes
never ever do
they are the
only way that
the soul sees

Knowing

One of the hardest 
things you’ll ever decide
is what you want
Oh we know what
we always dream about
who we’ll be with
and where we’ll live
and how famous and
rich we will be
But those are dreams
What we want questions
often begin to surface
when what we have
is beginning to fall
short fade and crumble
A friend of mine
once suggested that rather
than trying to decide
what we want instead
admit what we don’t
just like when I
have struggled with the
notion that God is
everything which brings with
it lots of thinking
whereas thinking that God
is also nothing brings
with that idea peace
think less to know

NoUsInMe

I wish I could 
give you what you
desire but I can’t
I can only give
what I now have
and if that isn’t
what you so desire
then you and I
are the things before
and never will be
there’s no us in
me in either me

Night

And so just when 
the lights went out
and I slowly drifted
like the fresh snow
outside of my window
and my thoughts began
to dance from one
to the other scraping
what was left of
the day into the
waste bin I felt
your hand touch me
and something inside ignited
as though someone had
struck a match to
a lantern and then
I knew that whatever
my day had been
it was far from
over and it would
stretch quietly into night