the ghost of the love
that we shared
upon the forest floor
beneath the fallen trees
haunts me still
i am the machine
i am the altar
and the fire which burns upon it
tears of a joyful goddess
trickle down the cheeks of her sky
and onto my reverent soul
the path crackles underfoot
sands of time
flowing to somewhere i don’t know
the soul of the universe is my soul
i smile while the world burns
for it is not my world
not really
ashes spread across the field
of this dream
making the flowers
of our thoughts grow verdant
light the candle
speak the words
and tuck the offering
into the hollows of eternity
