Synapses

My mind Its vast network Like electric wind In a digital forest It courses through the day Winding synapses buzz Like powerlines On fire

Grow

If not us, then who? If not now, when? Do we know who we are? Do we know when? I live in the shadows I wait for the moment I plant the seeds I watch them grow It’s us It’s now

Burnt Almonds

Notes of life Notes of burnt almonds Scrawled for eternity Lost in modernity I wonder What with all we have A world at our fingertips How bewildered we’ve become

Waves

Do you feel them? Those brilliant colors Those sights… Those sounds… They move through us As we rock, from side to side It’s like last time When we felt the current, pulse through our lives

Thread

I hang on my cliff of dreams My hands bleed As the clouds drift by My heart hangs by a thread It beats It reminds me to pull To lift myself up To kick my heels To fight; to live