I have found my
very own peace in
the oddest of places 
for the place though 
familiar is also strange 
there is a place 
that when finally found 
is understood to have 
been there all along 
it’s just been invisible 
and only ever apparent 
to those who see
that there’s nothing else 
never been never has 
never will never mind 
whatever else others say

I missed dawn 
having spent hours 
with you gazing 
studying you like 
some adventurer planning 
his next journey 
looking at mountains 
and valleys and 
rivers that flow 
and follow form
as I trace 
my path I
hear the sounds
of your wilderness 

Awake too early
this quiet night
like wet firewood 
simply smokes never 
warms or ignites 
that is left
to the sun
as it slowly 
seduces the moon 
turning this dark 
into the light 

Having been 
now not 
that once
once many
many times 
now out
to sea
or stars
having once
then been 
never more 
I wonder 
if ever 

I am now 
nose to wall 
with this thing 
no more mirrors 
no windows and 
no doors just 
me staring at 
me naked now 
no fresco no 
panorama no graffiti 
not even lessons 
scribbled in chalk 
just this wall
one blank wall 
not even staring 
or even looking 
just this one 
wall of me