Our weak voices bounce 

Across the lake’s still surface 

And return to us

Silky spider webs

Fragile and beaded with dew

These delicate lives 

Silent hunters stalk

Soft snow killing every sound

Following fresh tracks

Between dingy clouds 

Hunting for a chink of light 

With my broken bow 

Hiding in the trees 

Of seven billion lives

I’m waiting for you

Deep currents dragging

Our driftwood rafts aparting 

Are we all alone? 

Trying to forget

The wrong turns and obstacles

The destination 

A bird without song

Long dark nights without star shine 

Winter without snow 

When ideas travel

From one head to another 

Pieces go missing 

In a howling gale

Or bitten by a hard frost

New ideas die 

From tiny embers

And delicate springing buds

Big ideas grow

From the misty banks

Of this long silent river 

Hope springs eternal

If life’s a journey

This is just a long pit stop

Adventures await 

Let’s point the headlamps

To that distant mountain range

And drive to the top

Sands levelled by waves

The same patterns ever here

For thousands of years 

Whether by rivers

Or ‘cross the sea, I care not

If I am with you 

Beyond this valley

My feet following my heart

Toward new mountains 

Fireflies spark and fuse

While a meteorite falls 

From broken harp strings

Outside our brick caves

In the cold dark winter nights

A whole world survives 

Where do you call home? 

Is it a place where you sleep? 

Or is it people? 

In golden firelight 

Shadows dance like memories 

Fading into dreams 

We are together 

Anywhere in the whole world 

If there be data 

Above the highway

I hung my heart in the tree 

So come and find me 

Behind closed eyelids 

We stumble through the murkwood

Where fears and dreams hide