From tiny embers
And delicate springing buds
Big ideas grow
A new day a new haiku
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
Above still waters
Thick vapor slowly stirring
These forgotten ghosts
Silver wisps of mist
Shimmer on the lake surface
The silent winter
From my gloomy perch
Watching the lowering skies
This lonely city
This little giggle
Leaking from soft balloon cheeks
Portrays your mother
In the candlelight
Your smile shining like the moon
Full and round and bright
Wake, see the sunrise
Another dream is over
Get the fire lit
Trees wave their fingers
To the cerulean skies
Tinged with teal clouds
Misty morning air
Layering the hillside view
Through my bleary eyes
As the fire dies
And the frost starts creeping in
Hunker down deeper
The long dark tunnels
Slowly filling up with gas
While canaries fall