Away from the teasing shadows
she sang her faith to the critically ill...

When did your stare become unconcerned, eyes hazy,
all the times I would make the commitment to do...

I wonder if Earth grieves the
same way souls do...

I'm tired,
physically, emotionally, and spiritually...

I was breathed into the coral reef
of aqueous rocks and morning caves...

This won't be very long, I promise,
because words aren't substitutes for memories...

I knew nothing of Assisi but the blinking stars,
the same ones that my America dreamed upon...

I know how to fall asleep,
I know how to breathe in deeply...

Sharps and flats,
that's how your words...

I cannot run any faster,
my physique won't allow it...

When you met me that Saturday morning,
it seemed the world was still drowsy...

It comes with shiny tops,
it shimmers, glimmers, simmers at...