fire said to earth

Let me come closer, I am hankering,

itchy, dancing, restless,

my beauty too much,

it burns all the words that are thrown,

the vacuum is painful,

deafening, all the while I am asking

where is home?

Where are the arms to hold me?

earth said to fire

There is a thin place where we join,

take from me this surface,

i will watch from deep below

as you try on what you find,

you think you know what you want,

but in the end,

the dust settles,

and you have gone again.

I said to my daughter that i thought most of us spend a life saying the same thing into the wind,

most artists make the same work over and over, only rare people step beyond themselves;

she asked what i was saying. I thought it was something about loss and yearning, " i am falling and yet reaching towards... " The road was wet today, i stopped myself from wishing and looked at the water finding its way.