Those looking long will see you
in the deeps of burnished gold...

My inward eye remembers days now lost to time
The childhood years...

Someone took a snort last week
felt the lift inside...

Take one long and final step
though the pages of a holy book...

And there...
painted on Tapestries of darkness...

I once loved
I gave it shape in my mind...

I will lie down in grasses green
and face toward the East...

I Wonder
If you were to ever know...

If you had known where this road would lead
Would you have stepped beyond your door...

Will you call to me
when the last times fall...

Will you call to me
in the sun burnished landscape...

I will slide down high thermals
to where the deep sky caress's the blue...