An Echo In The Forest

From across a far ravine.

An echo in the forest
From across a far ravine;
The last words that you said to me
In memory still green

An echo in the forest
That my lonesome ears discern:
The sound of your departing
Knowing you would not return

Hallways : Iceberg

No matter where we go, we find
These passageways from here to there;
The holes, the corridors, the ways
We travel through to find the fair
Or foul that life might offer us.

We sail to where the chances are
We’ll go where we’ve not gone before:
And risk, at times, our seeking lives
To squeeze through one last passage more –
It has been ever thus.

For nature beckons, many hear the call –
From hallways where there’s no return
At all

Rainbow Falls

Rainbow Falls

(Originally posted July 2, 2014. – Owen)

Standing here as the text came in
Informing me that you had died
And there beside a perfect scene
I turned my head and cried

Tears for the man you could have been
Tears for a life that went astray
And somewhere, now, a rainbow falls
And a spirit floats away

Nature Has

Come now, sit beside me here,
Let the rain fall on our heads.
Watch the blinding storm come in,
Hear the thunder break the air –

We, who once belonged to fear,
Clinging tightly to our beds;
Trapped in tapestries of sin.
Welcome to the real nightmare! –

Nature has, in holt and heath,
Wreathed a toxic rope of fire;
We who brave these elements
Look for hope amid the strife –

Let the storm then bare its teeth,
Let it light its funeral pyre:
What reality presents
May then lead us back
To life

The River and The Sea

All go where they must.

The river travels through the land
And out into the sea;
If only it could bear the dead
And bring you back to me

We’d travel off into the blue,
And far away from shore:
But we all go where we must go,
And you’ll be back
No more

Terrace, Prospect Park

In case you couldn’t tell, William Merritt Chase is one of my favorite painters.

"Terrace, Prospect Park" by William Merritt Chase
“Terrace, Prospect Park” by William Merritt Chase

Where human works come together in unity with nature

Light and silence sanctifies their union