sit quiet in the ice melt kiss
it is dark in the mid-morning
no one can see but me
moon to hide behind
sun to face with closed eyes
we have walked this road before
and it ends on future hill
the wind will blow there
send away everything we
have thought we are until
we become the earth,
then the ether, star dust
and tongue piercing the
forest flow, it is most prized
to have bark in your hair,
spider veins in green but
even those things pass
away ~ we are all moving
cells inside someone else's
veins, life breath but
then again not, sweet
statue, we need not be
lost in this end time game