Say my name
when a tree susurrates
Once and again telling
a story lost in time
the way it starts
and the way it ends
Never again making
up stories in dismay
With several starts,
but just one end
Ah, how I long to embrace
The future breaking out
of shades from the past
Still ablaze
Save your tears for
the day so far away
To irrigate the wilderness
that’s still asleep
In the world
waiting to be lit
To spread over the
riverbeds so dry and dead
Let ships that ran
aground re-launch their sails
Ah, how I long to embrace
The future breaking out
of shades from the past
Still ablaze
Seeds bear new life
when flowers dare to fade
Petals linger about
awaiting one last dance
Shaking off all the
dust from the past
New stories have
yet to start
