becoming:)

Pauses of pulse

feels an eternity

as the fall beginsPauses of pulse

feels an eternity

as the fall begins

it starts again

insistent and onward

(Inviting longer pause

in secret)

And only to slowly vanish

with each breath and surge-

erased and transparent. 

Now only words are visible, 

full of air and echos-

hollow tones and holes.

Death dances like

the edge of firelight 

flickering warm, inviting.

Circles of gathering

fear and belonging-

all are joined in endings

for each pulse is wealth

and, with pockets turned out at the river

all is poor in death.

it starts again

insistent and onward

(Inviting longer pause

in secret)

And only to slowly vanish

with each breath and surge-

erased and transparent. 

Now only words are visible, 

full of air and echos-

hollow tones and holes.

Death dances like

the edge of firelight 

flickering warm, inviting.

Circles of gathering

fear and belonging-

all are joined in endings

for each pulse is wealth

and, with pockets turned out at the river

all is poor in death.