in the silent stir
of breathing –
a universe is born
baby blue and wrapped
in melodies
of lullabys and lovers
long ago we knew
the coming back
would lead us to the throne

to pages unintended
by the passing of an age
letters folded
sweetly out of sight
names and dates
across and through
division of our sorrows
scribbled to the margins
by regret

daughters
sons and keepers
waiting long the night
rivers play the songs
of welcome home
polished by direction
turning still the flow
where east meets west
evermore is gone

tales of almost tempted
and where they curse us still
visions of tomorrow
fall away –
becoming now the future
of some distant yesterday –
we willed ourselves
into the love we leave

pages turning over
leaves of crimson browned
twilight sits a diamond
on the grey –
messages delivered
of somewhere else we go –
moments stretched beyond
the reach of time