Behind the Curtain
So many other worlds
Just one hair’s breadth away
Whisper tales to me
Of things they’d never say

Lives we’ve never lived,
A forgotten mystery.
What if? You ask-
The answer unheard.

Who knows what joys
-and wonders untold -
Await in those worlds
Just behind time’s fold.

They seem wondrous to us-
Such a mystery they are.
And yet, our world is real too
And a mystery to them
-those who dwell behind the curtain

That miraculous wonder that we find
In their worlds,
Is the same mystery
That they find in ours

A Glint of Light
Here in a moment,
Gone in a lifetime
Brings me here,
Focused on one light
On one leaf
For one instant
Called eternity

Something More
All those little things
-tiny, smaller than you see
The smell of chlorine gas
The feeling of moist wind
All those little things
The specific details, such
As the sound of bugs
Or the shade of a bloom
That pale colour of the sky
And the way this air clings to my skin
All those little things
That no one ever sees
Add up, as the waves upon the shore
Stretch out to form an ocean
So, too
Do these
Seemingly unknown things
Add up to something more
As so many never do
In silence
The world turns
As the neverending summer day
That, when gone
Will live forever in the memories
And dreams
Of days to come

Sitting by the ocean shore
no one else is there.
Quietly listening to the sound
of the ocean’s pounding on the sand.
The ocean’s singing, can you hear it?
Like a gentle roar.
The sand beneath your feet.
The ocean’s singing, can you hear it?
A magical heartbeat