In silence you fly,
eyes sensing light in darkness,
a merciful judge -
and boon to humanity,
your wise gaze is known by all.
- Fallingleaf
Category Archives: Poesy
Sun
A roaring fireball
hurtles through space, giving life
to a wet planet.
- Fallingleaf
Anchor
Hope, to resist tides.
Stability, foundation.
Steadfastness am I -
yet sometimes a stubborn snare,
holding to the wrong things.
- Fallingleaf
Lapping kilometers
And neigh like Boanerges;
Then, punctual as a star,
Stop–docile and omnipotent–
At its own stable door.
- Emily Dickinson
As it whinnied with a power to match the wailing of the fabled bean sídhe, I was startled out of my reverie today by a provocative display of strength, a determined charger that flowed forward with the same air of confident inevitability as a rising tide. From a passenger’s perspective, I admired the distances that flashed past as though they were frames on an old film; and as I quietly absorbed all of this, I found myself truly happy to have taken a train.
Exchange
In a desolate world devoid of color I wandered, indifferent.
Suddenly I beheld a vibrant, aurous light -
I stood enthralled, and wept at the sight
of the golden vision, breaking across the bleakness.
Consumed, I abandoned thought for all else and there I died,
enveloped by the beauty my life was long denied.
- Fallingleaf
