Away with Words

I
Lie with me, my love
Let us indulge the melancholy
For balance
Lest we are consumed by the light
Doomed to an early end.

II
Fault me, my love
Let there be no pedestal
No blindness.
Open your eyes to the cracks
Permeate my weakness.

III
Question me, my love
Let no words evade your reason
Honesty.
For we learn more in high winds
Than the storm’s eye.

IV
Feed me, my love
With the fruits of your mind
Fresh and ripe.
I shall ne’er again hunger
In the orchard of your thoughts.

V
Walk with me, my love
Towards everything, and nothing
No grand plans
Find the streams of your passion
And I’ll meet you at the sea.

Fragments of a dream
Dance beyond my grasp
Like grounded leaves
That swirl and leap and fly away
Actors in a windswept play.

Nested tales impress
Upon my reason
The need for change
Rejection of this worn out skin
To wake the sleeping fire within.

Autumn skies reveal
A new successor
Piercing the clouds
Beyond the reckless whispers’ reach
Where tired cynics cannot preach.

Braided streams of smoky sand

Dance in time by the water’s edge

Hissing as they pass

Dressing my feet.

Cascading cliffs yield their stocks

Weeping waterfalls of mist and stone

Unveiling the future

With past designs.