Tag Archives: mystery

Is There No Perfection

Who is there to ask

for definitions not yet discovered

A lonely imagination

pausing to look out upon darkest night

What layers comprise

perfection in form or grace or sound

Spirit of winter

Instruments built from ice of frozen lakes

cut from their melancholy depths

Are there screams

echoing from the drawings to surface

Is there acquiescence

breathless upon a reluctant entrance

And why forever

is it never quite good enough to placate

Our perpetual longing

like Alcyon waiting for Ceyx

Doors of Song and Wonder

I heard you singing a song whose melody spoke to me

Sunlight upon your door beckoned to move closer in

I heard your voice fall and rise in a language unfamiliar

Echoing distant quiet longing

Who were you then

Where are you now

Hesitation leaves opportunity unresolved

Are you singing still

Is the song the same

Wonder is the gift you gave me