Ancient and Ever New

Mighty rivers and forgotten streams
Lucid verse lost in ancient reams
The search for self, and the wisdom that lies
Shining in the soul's colossal skies

The brushwork of dawn, and the symphonies
Of trees and birds and bumblebees
The songs of the night, the moon's silence bright
In the reign of dream's mysteries

The play of love in the hearts of men
The sharp gleam of want in their eyes
The beaten track from clueless birth
To death that waits round a bend

In these are hidden the folds of time
And the stark beauty of the ever new
And like the sun engulfed by a drop of dew
It is to them that I liken you

For just as a pond's silent chime
Holds time in it's heart
So too are you hewn of timelessness
And a pinch of the ever new

As you remain cheerfully unchanged
You are born anew each day
And while you tread the beaten road
You shall make your own way

A son’s Lullaby

Sleep, little star who birthed the skies
And filled it with the blush of dawn
Sleep like sweetness in a dreaming bud
Afloat within the stillness of the eyes

Sleep little bird that birthed flight
And flew twinkling dreams into the night
Sleep like the bough in the shade of the moon
As the wind breathes dark and lonesome tunes

Sleep little stream, who birthed the sea
And kissed it with drops of mystery
Sleep little pearl in the ocean’s womb
As the blue-white waves live your fantasies

Sleep dear mother, who birthed two sons
And was born anew at the break of day
Sleep like your sons slept in your womb
As you hummed an ancient songless tune