Here among snow rollers

Here among snow rollers

Days are getting longer

Shadows on the white snow

Slowly growing stronger

Nearing February

Again the birthday tune

Another year ahead

Is coming all too soon

Asking for the answers

Asking for the answers

But the wind keeps blowing

Dirt on my shoes is proof

Of a Life not knowing

Trying to move forward

Always back to the birth

While each step the dirt is

Pulling me back to earth

Here is this tiny niche

Here is this tiny niche

In the smallest of space

That doesn’t fit dreams or

Allow things out of place

Discarding the excess

Only to make more room

Even budding flowers

Are discouraged to bloom

All this repetition

All this repetition

Not off the beaten path

Yet it adds up the same

No matter of the math

Searching the infinite

Finding only weather

And puzzle pieces that

Do not fit together

From graphite to diamond

From graphite to diamond

Fluid feelings now stone

A shrug of the shoulders

Once a chip on the bone

From childhood to old age

The breast acquires a shield

Old wounds have stopped bleeding

The broken heart has healed

Forgetting the future

Forgetting the future

Not dissecting the past

Staring at the shadows

The winter sun has cast

Feeling January

The purity of snow

My soul is undressing

Naked from head to toe

Nothing in front of me

Nothing in front of me

No focal point or goal

All these years of pressure

No diamonds out of coal

The air full of living

Moments to moments thread

While looking left or right

Not walking straight ahead

Holding on to long notes

Holding on to long notes

And again the refrain

Like retracing footsteps

From the crawl to the cane

Rereading Life’s pages

Still utter confusion

Compulsion for asking

When there’s no conclusion

Here in obscurity

Here in obscurity

At the base of the cone

Searching for Life’s meaning

Amongst all the unknown

After finality

Skin falling from the bone

The only mark left is

A name chiseled in stone

Night is unraveling

Night is unraveling

Slowly losing its thread

The sun setting later

As it heads off to bed

Doors waiting to open

Fast and furious pace

All because of the tilt

Of Earth in outerspace

Crossing the great divide

Crossing the great divide
Leaving behind the blue
Entering the yellow
The great elusive hue

Planting the flag firmly
Head up and shoulders back
Living Life in brightness
Until the final black

To hit it out of bounds

To hit it out of bounds

Ignoring the fine lines

Not racing for the lights

But for stars still unmined

Reaching past the artists

Nothing derivative

Something futuristic

But almost primitive

Deciding to move on

Deciding to move on

Entering the doorways

Allowing for change to

Change the now and always

Finding new directions

The arrival unknown

Not following patterns

As the moment gets sewn

Searching for the white clouds

Searching for the white clouds

Looking for the pristine

Or the bluest of skies

Or grass greener than green

Dancing to the silence

In the moment at last

Inhaling the future

And exhaling the past

No time and no deadline

No time and no deadline

The sunlight is setting

The evening is empty

The past, no regretting

Two souls slowly slipping

Into a quiet sleep

The world keeps on spinning

As the moon takes a leap

Distance is destructive

Distance is destructive

Horizon dividing

The stars may be common

With their light abiding

But the land is too wide

How the miles separate

Our strong magnetic pull

No longer permeates

Just another New Year

Just another New Year

New resolutions wait

For success or failure

Here at the starting gate

We try to shed the old

As if there’s a new page

But the page is not new

It just happens to age