The rain is coming soon

To wash away the dust

And all will be renewed

And once again I’ll trust

The dry was in my mouth

It took away my voice

But when the river floods

Again I’ll state my choice

So now I sit and wait

I watch for heavy cloud

The past must be destroyed

Then future is allowed

The coming storm will break

And I will leave the shell

And in the fresh I’ll start

My wander to the well



Empty street is where I’m driving

Destination still unknown

Traffic light on path less taken

Far away and yet I’m home

I remember life before was

Roundabout and indirect

So I ran and left you standing

Taking just my self respect

Many ask me how I manage

Solitary on my way

But no longer in confinement

Freedom has a price to pay

Onward journey I’m departing

Ever moving never still

Won’t be numbed in colder comfort

Driven by an iron will


Falling flowers

Scatter on the grass

Trembling bowers

Autumn comes to pass

Spring remembered

Winter overdue

Soon dismembered

Nothing ever new

Summer lightened

Bright the fleeting days

Senses heightened

Separating ways

Oh my lover

Take a different route

Then discover

Blossom comes to fruit