Humanity’s Echoes

Morning’s strange silence,
A gentle hum from machines
Human’s echoing

Back and Forth

Reading it forwards
Our life ages gracefully.
Can we go backwards?

Strength without Love

Strength without love
The deepest failure, sadness
Abounds; emptiness

Winter’s Passing

Clouds eating sunlight
Gray brightening in the morn
Life passing quickly

Equinox

Retreating darkness
Light now slowly reclaiming
Losses of winter.

Being Human

Funny humans,
The only part of this
Universe that flails
And rages, expecting
Full control of this
Immensity.

Weariness

Inspiration dry.
Exhaustion creeping throughout.
Gray skies crushing me.

Embracing the chill wind
Blending with lunar glow
Warming the heart
More than the skin.

Vertigo

Though I remain still
My sense of motion remains. 
Body’s cruelty.Â