I Can See You

More deeply than you might wish to be seen.

Darkened depths from where loneliness rises,
lighted halls you’ve forgotten exist -
both brought to light through flowered irises,
memories, and desires you fight to resist.

iris windows to soulful depths
widen in the darkness to gather the light.

I can see you.

for the future

There are quiet, chilly nights
when no one has words to quiet the soul –
least of all, one’s self.
But there are words from the past –
past thoughts thought on wordless nights –
thoughts that moved through the future and
tonight,
alight.
Yesterday’s words comfort tonight,
And so for the future,
I write…