how long has my river endured the torment of water

was baptism the stone i bathed

who bled from the wound where i have no vein

 

one inch of wind :: a pearl begins

 

heron departs

to the cave

of the moon

death's day

the undoing of blue

 

are small windows the soul of silence

which thread of my life connects two dark trees

will the heat from my grave go unperceived

 

does rain hear the silenced heart

do ashes rise into a blood-warm sky

have all suns held inside a dawn that never arrives

 

child of ash :: may i wear at my throat 

your frozen whispers

child of stone :: have you met in your dreams

the mirror that wants to live

when all that is dust returns to song, where

will the child of the wound be found

 

whose river ascends to the womb of the skies

how deep is the well of a mountain's cry

for whom does earth wear her necklace of knives