Why do we
Dance this dance
Why when I
Advance you retreat
Why when I
Ignore you appear
When oh when
Will you and
I be at
The same place
At the same
Time that we
Were when we
Began or are
We supposed to
Fly through the
Heavens simply nodding
As we pass
Each other forever
Bumping into others
That don’t exist
We all make
A mark somewhere
In this life
Sometimes as broad
As shoveling
A path through
Snow drifts or
The placement of
Bread atop refrigerators
That change how
We see things
Or find things
Yet some are
As subtle as
A thumbprint on
Those you love
Sitting here I
Realized that I
Don’t want to
Be famous I
Just want my
Words to come
Ashore as softly
As the tides
As delicately as
Summer breezes amidst
Wildflowers and like
Those crisp overnight
Snowfalls that tickle
Dogs and sledders
Quietly purely simply
