breathe the elements
as flowing feeling
residing in unspoken
tears of loving touch
life pouring as rain
inside the hearts echo
resounding humble like
etchings of prayer in
beings vessel rising
new dawns dreaming
pain away for miles
spirit knowingly
smiles perceiving light
wanting itself ever
uncovered song drifts
on high uplifting
souls beckoning

फर्स्ट try

March

My tower, my vast and broken dream.
My river, resounding in its scream.
My coffin, buried in the endless game
My face, constant dull ignoring pain.
My streets, bare charred and black.
My soul,turning from its sunken back.
My child, rising naked out of shame.
My innocence, gone without my blame.
My sunset, nevermore returning red.
My sight, blinded by the fading night.
My distance, surrounded by the shade.
My desire, cut by dulled thin blade.
My wanting, shot by a million arms.
My bed, deserted in the empty charms.
My beloved, consumed deaths eyes.
My thought, consoled darker sighs.
My abandon, true to the deep divide.
My gifts, no longer with me reside.

If I dont reach out
is there nothing that
reaches me?

Drew

Drew across my wilderness a path
Alone to stand in trouble and peace
Of child and age alike in my heart
Gift and beggar to places I know
Both hurt and healing in one bow
The pedestal and the prison of body
Suns and moons lead to renewal inward
Storm and calm flowing out again
Like it always does away from the maze
Away from my gaze that asks one thing
Into land comforting to see
Impregnated with the rest of night
Quiet in the friendless time
To seek the one joy of being