I watch an airplane across the evening sky,
diminishing light as the sun is leaving.
Still trees reach toward the heavens,
as blackness envelops the landscape.
Layers transform across the spectrum
scattering particles reaching these human eyes.
What is out there beyond the layers,
beyond the limitations of distance and speed?
Further I sink into the night
as the moon and stars take over.
Deep breath releases a hazy fog
and when cleared, the origin stretches out before me.
On the long dark road
surrounded by tall trees
we slowly passed zombies
standing like burnt out streetlights.
Surrounded by silence
except the tires on asphalt
they did not move or
blink while we stared.
Hours later we still
were uncertain if they were real
or forgotten nightmares
emerging as signs.
Behind the red glass
what being or consciousness
watches our every move?
The voice behind the glass
asks one clear question:
why won’t you let me out?
Beneath the new moon
questions become more frequent,
secrets begin to spill.
** From the series “The Integration”
The empty fields
will breath darkness
until giving way
to the increasing light.
What today is hidden in shadows
will slowly be revealed.
What will you see when
the night becomes the day?
Emerging from the past
into the present
I continue to pursue the future
always chasing the light
whether day or night.
Tall pine holds up the sky
free of clouds as the sun
passes overhead.
I look beyond the tree tops
through the holes
in the sky at the
first star winking
in the twilight of
a spring evening.
I am alone in simple thoughts
free of burden but I feel
an eye is cast in my direction.
I cry slow tears when –
the raven filled sky descends upon the earth.
the sun settles between bare branches.
the moon takes over watch.
the stars paint the night sky.
