Archives for the month of: April, 2007

How many times must I die

For no phoenix am I

No wings, no fire, no ashes coat these feathers

And yet I return

Each day to the possibility

That dying would bring forth new life

show me the way

show me
who you are
and how you know me
your voice crawls ‘cross my pillow at night
and into my heart
yet I know not how to love
who I cannot see

sunset flower
I don’t know what happiness is

but I know you inspire it