Beyond the Fall

Infinite Infant

Sat in the stormy dark morning. Nothing known, no covering of soul, nor flesh, just as I came to this world. Yet different in times weary marks left.

Feeling, all that life has been, could have been. All the dreams and hopes.
All there is now, is now. The rain on the window. I think a lot about you sitting here.

The future used to be mine in its essence to see, I could sense it somehow. No longer so.

There is just, time.

Moving. Standing still. The same sun, the same moon, nothing changes. Over years and lifetime’s, all remains;

Infinitely unknown.

Little Leaves

Hold me fast
As little leaves
Tell time, tell lies, tell me
Tell tales of old, wise dragons gold
Nights days,
Fill fantoms face.

Breathe my body
Feed my fire
Soften me, my sweet
Tempests taste
Soul embrace
Little leaves, lament.

IW