It Will Never Grow

The steel tree with glass leaves

is impervious to the elements 

and beautiful in its own way

but it will never grow. 

You must absorb suffering

like rain and prune 

what is dead in order

for the soul to grow.

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The Shadow Doesn’t Lie

The shadow doesn’t lie 

but neither is it 

the whole truth. 

Yet we are preoccupied 

with imagining layers 

we know nothing of.

***

The Chameleon

 

Blending in 

or

zoning out?

(the two are 

not mutually

exclusive)

Spending zen

or

muck about?

(understanding

them may

be elusive)

Either way he is The Chameleon.

***

Waiting for a Storm

Waiting for the storm to arrive on this island vacation getaway

(the family sleeping in, maybe dreaming of the coming deluge)

  

Strange feelings are surfacing listening to 

Wish You Were Here

“two lost souls living in a fishbowl, year after year”

and thinking of Kevin,  

wondering where he is right now,

understanding place and time are problematic 

once someone has passed out of this waking life 

where it seems an inordinate amount of time 

is spent simply waiting for a storm, 

hunkered down in a bubble of fleeting calm 

before it hits and the skies cry.

***