Tides

In all the sands susurrating beneath my feet

In all the hissing shore

Shall we find where thought begins

Shall we be left wanting more

With all of life left to go

And all that’s come before

Out amidst the crashing waves

Out in the undertow

Can we keep our footing

Find a way to not let go

Without emptying of air

Or all we used to know

In another lifetime lost to chance

In the sun’s unyielding glare

Will we build up palaces

Made up of dreams and air

With all the land and all the sea

And perpetual scrupulous care

Out with the tide for a moment

Out of place and memory

May we release our trepidation 

Succumb to the rolling sea

Without pining for anything more

Or less than reality 

Night Air

In the darkness, half asleep 

How my thoughts do stray 

Passed memories and fantasies 

Through all the things that weigh 

Brush them aside with just a breath -

Scatter them beneath my bed

To sink into the carpet

And right out of my head 

I'll fill back up with night air

And the softness on my skin

The twinkling of stars 

And the world's unending spin 

Filling with every breath -

Every exhale filling you

We'll empty out of daylight

Keeping only what is true

In the morning, half awake

How the world does sway

I'll gather all of my thoughts

And fill once more with day