I no longer know

what's the up

and what's the down

and if there's still

an ebb and flow

so all that I 

can give tonight

are the words

only the heart 

can speak

and only a heart

that wants to hear

can feel 

but they've been 

written just the same 

and sent out

on their own way

we don't beg for mercy here

even from our knees

that's just not our way

so I can't teach you

to make your peace

anymore than I can

give redemption

but compassion for the self 

is an ever flowing river

from inter into outer verse

waiting for the braver than the brave

to wade into its depths

when all we've learned is fire

and how to work in burn

still there comes a time

the waters gotta soothe

when combusting brands the soul

and there's nothing left to do

but give and take the swim

and no I can't fight the currents

that must belong to you

when I've gotta keep my head

above the water too

but come the Sirens come the sharks

baby they can bring it on

cause I won't beg for mercy

and I won't let you

swim alone

when they come

I'll take my flight

with Swans into Nachine

slipping past the confines

of borders made of time

and find my way inside

the cosmic womb of dream 

to remember there to sing

the songs composed of stars

and connected to the heart

of all the source of life

beyond this living here

when the universe was still

the only mother you had known

and all the world sang harmonies

between the light and dark

to give you days of warmth

and nights to count 

the astral aspirations

the stars dreamed just for you

and while you're staring

into the depths of sky

listen for the wings of Swans

transcending past the veil

I will send the songs with them

to bring them to your heart

so you can hear them once again

and remember who you are

with the cosmic thread

the Spider spun

in ever reaching 

spirals

I will stitch the stars

like patchwork

dreams

for wrapping spirit

in prayers of

silver quilt

to warm you 

through this

night 

this is what it's like

to love in sacred

to refract in Creation

to be revealed as the colour

I could not dream 

that I'd be born to be

blending into other 

colours dreamed 

by a universe of infinite hue

all painting the heavens 

for you

be it you chose to lift 

your eyes  or not

to see the dances

danced by ancients

and those with flesh

of heart to love

and the seeds not yet 

to germinate their way

into the finite of this time

the light seen through 

until awakened by 

the prismatic

that asks it to carry 

the language

of cosmic love letters

written in the ink 

of immeasurable altitudes

to briefly stain the sky

with what time may wash away 

as the impermanent colour

of human love

but cannot be erased

only just returned 

and interconnected to the source

that shines with your name

warm upon it lips

when the rivers all run dry

I will fill them with my tears

when breath steals up into the sky

like ghosts escaping frozen nights

I will warm the spirit here

with blood like lava from my heart

to give her fire for her way

to cascade down in rays of dream

with fingers soft to touch your neck

the warmth that is

but isn't there

and trying to hold you

just the same 

when the rivers sent 

have turned too cold

before they flow

to meet you there

struggling through this life

that only cares what I get done

closed my eyes to reach for numb

when the tickle landed on my lips

butterfly wings still wet and kissed

with the scent of flowers they have known

the little flutter that seduced the smile

that lingered through the chaos

and constant trial

and rippled cross my day

and that's just how it is with you

the way you bring the little joys

that break the constant noise

and fuse the music with the air

that fills into my lungs

to raise me from illusion's weight

and dance me from this world

for those who go ahead

we enter into night

before the sun has yet 

formed wings to rise

carrying on our backs

a skin so thin

we save ourselves from elements

only through our scars

and keep from freezing

through the dark

by cultivating our own embers

until we learn to make them burn

and when the wildfires 

come sweeping from a far but swift 

it is our own sparks we use to turn

all that stands around us

to ashes on the ground

the cherished into charred

and barren lands 

of bones stripped bare

with nothing for the wild 

and hungry fires

to dare visit to consume 

and in the camouflage we hide

safe from being burned

then with the ashes 

of long extinguished fires

left clogging up the pathways 

to where we once perceived

all that was beautiful in this world

we have felt the taste of thirst

so deep inside our throats

that we've acquired the sense

to catch the scent of water 

from in our dreams

for those who go ahead 

we are known 

by our suffering and survival

as much as our endurance 

and our will to shine

broken and tested 

and dropped to our knees

earning every lesson 

with the greatest sacrifice 

of tributes paid in heart and blood

and watered with our tears

in the sacred alchemy that earns 

the knowledge it takes 

to live here in this place 

as is our way

to share it 

with those who follow next

there's nothing I can do tonight

to fix tomorrow 

as if denying dreams

could push back the light

that brings the dark

when the shining casts

long shadows 

and still

it's all it knows

to do

I didn't come to tell you

that it will be OK

I never held no magic

and I'm not gonna lie

and maybe you can hate me

cause I'll never figure how

to visit you in darkness

and find you where you go

so looking through the distance

when I just stand and watch

you only see spectation

and my voice too small gets lost

so that all of it you hear there

gets mixed with Siren songs

when I'm not the kind to lure the weak

who've forgotten they're the strong

I'm only weaving lullabies 

to calm you through the fray

when magic never comes 

and self-consumption ain't enough

and open eyes block out the light

to hearts too tender for the sun

but perhaps these sounds 

might reach you 

somewhere out there

on the wind

and when your mistress darkness 

decides she's finally done

you'll catch these words inside your sails

and ride them back again

the stars look out

into the sky

to feel the weight 

of darkness

and the distance

in the space 

and the cold 

you gotta live in

when you are born 

to burn

some down on 

this planet

stare into the night

and count each

lonely ember 

to know they're not

alone

but we look up 

to measure

the distance in the space

and the darkness

that surrounds

and the prices

we have paid

in the freeze 

that is exacted

when you are born 

to burn

if I could break you

from the gravity of the moon

would you lay your waves against my shore

or permanently recede to wherever it is you go

when you're ebbing with the flow

I can't tell you why

cause I don't know myself

but only what this is exists

and must be held most gently

with courage in the heart

so that I will find my way

to give you what the prince

was requested by the fox

and in the distance

where I stand

forget the steps between

but mark only the measures

of the times I kept my word

without taming as the aim

and offered up my presence

just to show you I am here

so you can know

your worth to me

and remember

you are loved

between memories remembered

and forgotten 

and speculation of what's

to come

the only thing that's true

is now

and real just might be

really real

and love been more awakened

as germination of a seed

than emergence from

a dream

so that the risk imagined

was the risk already taken

when the crack formed

in the shell

and what is growing doesn't care

if we're skeptical enough to ask

if the sun is out there waiting

for it to reach the sky

not negligent enough to view

the subterraneanous of love

as crafted from delusion

or only just a phase

but knowing in the now

the essential of the earth

to roots for stems in winds

that have to still stand tall

so that there is honouring

in the journey

exceeding blind frustration 

for groping for the day

and what is growing

matters less

than that it dared

to face the dark

for the chance to reach the light

for the chance to find its way

let the mind stand still

and I'll find quiet too

and we won't say a word

just send our thoughts out

to the stars

to travel merry-go-rounds 

around the earth

to return in light

as pure as rain

a wise one told me that the spirit

ain't as far as we go back

cause we're born in the mystery

that dawned so long before

and here I've been so busy

thinking we were of same kind 

and not that we're the same 

when before we came from stars

we were birthed together with the light

and while moons grow small with distance

the sacred tunnels in my code

connect me with the unseeing eyes

that feel you in the cosmic memory 

that whisper tales in quantum song

that you and I were born 

before the birth of time

or the spirits grew to being

so that I became this name

and you were known by that

in the illusion that has forgotten

these are only growing details

not labels for divide

and so when you stand in silence

if I am hearing you are dancing still

with the pulse of metaphysic heart

that beat itself to being

in the contraction and the opening

in perpetuation it receives

and sends again in flow

to carry forth the mystery 

that makes its way

from me to you and you to me 

in rushes of divine that sometimes ebb

but born outside of time

can not learn how to stop

as oxygen is born from centres 

of the burning stars

breathing of your light

ignites perpetual fire

so that all I dream to do

is breathe you from your core

just to give you breath

to set your soul

afire

I wish I was an angel

not to shake

the dust out of

these bones

or find my way 

to pure again

but for the rules

the angels 

don't abide

for the quality 

of gentle

without the need

to hide

from the ones 

they dream

to cradle

with the mystery

of light 

and I would damn

the distance

and martyr

steps of miles

just to bring 

the healing

to be loved like this

can bring

hold you as a ghost

that can take nothing

in return

but sends the demons

from the night 

and wraps you in

in its courage

that can't be touched

by time