Saturday, October 13, 2007
The one one seeks isn't precisely anywhere
till silence speaks how may its voice be anywhere?
the days & weeks flee! in a trice are seasons gone
time vanishes when you would kiss me anywhere
I leave your house hoping to find the road to you!
without your hint none will apprise me anywhere
the benefits flowing from you are mysteries
mere catalogues rarely entice me anywhere
pursuing you how could one look for wide acclaim?
your narrow eyes strictly suffice me anywhere
now here now gone! poets endure your fickle whims
figure of grace! prithee reprise me anywhere
one struggles on stories are gained from journeying
while bread-crumb trails threaten to lose me anywhere
around your board myriads of eyes are looking on
the dice you toss always surprise me anywhere
complaints emerge whispering in autumnal wind
soft petals might spring to amuse me anywhere
thin paper boats entering the stream of asking "when?"
some villager already knows me anywhere
the thought of you serves for the soul as food & drink
your fragrant words waft in to sauce me anywhere
a hundred songs strive to describe your simple ways
unknowables solely arouse me anywhere
a settled life seems like a modest aim to seek --
horizon smiles quietly craze me anywhere
won't Raphael finally begin to feel your breeze?
the rustling leaves really amaze me anywhere