Elevating Light in dulled day,
I spiral up out of dizziness
to breathe in through eyes and heart
the warmth your writings bring…..
It is as if your words come into, around
within each cell in me which dances.
Theirs till now is a wobbly dance
and you, your sensibilities touch mine
as I take you into my spiralling world
where somehow, I am now nourished and alive.

Sky Dancer

Pigeon dipping and diving,
Elegantly pirouetting in summer light.
My heap of metal rolls noisily along,
Overtaking nature’s sky dancer;
What have we become,
We sentient beings with unused wings?
A little sadness and shame in me
Shuffles toward a motionless grave.