
the world’s not enough
neither’s our time together
only love’s enough
when only deeds have credence
what will our life stories say

the world’s not enough
neither’s our time together
only love’s enough
when only deeds have credence
what will our life stories say
the answers we seek
can often be obscured by
the questions we ask
we don’t know what we don’t know
until we see it in hindsight

waking to the rain
falling on dead and alive
good and bad alike
everything belonging
in this evolving worldview
a window of leaves

letting go – and becoming

a blanket of leaves
refusing to go – won’t change
the natural course of life

the rain keeps falling
the long drought's all but erased
fall’s here but how long
tomorrow will never come
learn to love today’s not-yet’s