#91 - orchestra of distances

31.3.20

91

orchestra of distances

as sometimes in the rain

you feel grace mercy fallen from

played with light

over the mask

through every tree singing

each in other’s eyes

hello

here’s long ago

and there is far

yonder for for instance

hills over away

too far to touch

but here’s my voice

world wide again

gather my thoughts and belongings here

back in the box

with all of the toys

you know where I am

as if until

all echo-hearted

every bird up

listening in

arrow it

guess meaning

say

tunes are of the turning

time is of the earth

word lit merely

pick up this strum

your precious-to-me breath

and I am mostly what?

silence on to hysterics

some have called it conversation

by whatever means

in a tongue

hold to

remember when

every tree is singing

and all the birds for up

now we know the simple news

all events are rare

see around

this strange notation

none otherwise have known

yearn for the empty one

smudge fudge it

feel you’re here

and lay me down

to dream it off

moment of sunshine

come won’t you drop

these heavy worlds

light away with me

an orchestra of one