We can hardly wait for that day.
It should be coming soon.
The news is getting worse and worse.
TIME WILL TELL
Where fireflies are stars
and the evening sky a sea,
there you will find me, far
from the leveling demands
that leveled you and me.
When distant mountains bend
like deep swells toward the shore,
then you will see the ends
for which I built my dikes
against the lowly roar.
Though breath was all I owned
to force my heart to climb,
though words were all the stones
I had to seal my mind,
you will know why, in time.
THE TEST
He who would climb the heights of tone
and scale the peaks beyond the listening ear
must first walk over water
and learn to stand on air, alone.
He who would swim the waves of light
and dive past shores into a sunless glow
must first merge with his shadow
and melt through solid glass, like night.