Songs of a New Morning
from the shore
where I can see it all
as it floats away
to some other land
where the sun continues to shine
for centuries
and treetops
sway in the wind
filling the grass
with wandering pollen
*
worn out
like a flag flown
for many years
*
alone here
where your lips once
had left a mark
*
once
I looked up
at the stones
and there opened a path
into the night
lit by torchlight
