silent stars
shining sumptuously
through the dark
softening strained sensations
as memories of the past
are being released from the spine
letting every vertebra unfold
into its proper size
still
subtle healing
of deep inner tensions
under a steady rain
and a whirling wind
while darkness close closer in
on the few hours of daylight
still shining
encounters
small steps
are also steps
carried on a soft wind
of peaceful encounters
bringing sweet dreams
and rest
remedy
experiencing peace
after a life of perpetual breakdowns
is something close to
miraculous
in itself
lightening our darkness
is in itself
an act of peace
rhythm
being given the grace
to live life
in life’s own rhythm
is indeed a blessing
not to be scorned
digestion
dealing with undigested emotions
is in many ways
a perfect winter occupation
though
dealing with undigested emotions
is also a delicate matter
to be handled with care
linger
generational wounds surfacing
like the mortal remains of an independent being
who has decided to stay around
as long
as necessary
for the original wound to heal
time is doing
what the moment cannot
and for every generation
the wound decreases
yet it does seem to be
the same lingering through the branches
latitude
tenderness
is such a delicate matter
and so powerful when given
time and latitude
to work its wonders
reaping
beginning to reap
after years without end
of sowing
is indeed
something close to
unfathomable