beyond the scars
of venus –
I find you there each night
beneath the pines
along some silver shore
wearing names
I never knew –
(cept for one I keep)
 there we live
 as there we love
the more

for every life
was passed between
for every word unsaid
tides are breaking –
echoes spill the dark
as comfort o’er the longing
for one more day (or two)
leaves are falling
(rainbows)
 souls into the light

beyond and still
within this realm
where dreaming (my embrace)
time is but a fleeting
thought to be
guarded by my pillow
worn the blankets mute –
cedars rise
(as altars) to the sea

of sweet abode
(o tender mine)
tis not so far away
could measure less
the countless times I’ve known
recalled to life
another there –
beyond the reach of tides
stars (forgot to shining)
still carry me
to home

. . .