Within me is liquid pouring dry,
Backwards in reverse, five by nine
Legs, certain, ticking, that break to crawl
A mimicry of this old dance I learned in fall

Jagged are pieces of time broken
Like bread, given, then taken
Faces of youth, of friends, of old loves
Only ever in old horizons sang by doves

There is a well both full and nothing in me
Careless, reckless wishes of would you love mes
Today I blow them all away
Cast them out into sky's old grey

Life gives no eyes to those who refuse to see
Mindseye's a joke meant to taunt you free
All ghosts have always had to go
Into their peaceful unmaking back into the flow

For myself who sees my heart,
Let go,
Let go,
Let go.

You are safe
With the sky,
The stars,
Your boat,
Your heart,
Yourself,
You are safe.

Within me is liquid pouring full.



Penned by my hand on the 20th of Sarapin, in the year 982 AF.