Orion’s welcome smile, illume the winter sky

In pre-dawn stillness, there is peace

Humbled in wonder, with child like eyes


Warm breath enfold this velvet Stoic cold

Face turned skyward, soft grace lies in silence

Seeing beauty differently, now as I grow old



As One


What I once thought, I never was

Whom I once believed, has shattered

The fabric of the delusion I had built

Lies shredded, torn and tattered


Through holes in a broken reality

Rises the view behind the scene

Shards whose edges no longer fit

From that which has always been