much too early

a moment passes and the light will change
we see the pinkish colour slowly fade
in the mid-distance the morning parade
continues all commuters to derange
what stays the same and what will one day change
are matters that should make us all afraid
even the ones who know they'll make the grade
fear moments when the stable becomes strange
the deepest heat fades swiftly to the past
we turn to duty and to common task
and wait for footsteps coming down the hall
your wants are simple but respite won't last
you make demands and get just what you ask
but never invitations to the ball

promise of rain

there are some truths we know deep in the bone
that we find out are really not quite true
there's nothing really awful in the view
but suddenly we're fearful and alone
machinery provides a steady drone
to silence voices of the angry crew
each longs for sunlight sparkling in the dew
when we were young and fear was an unknown
the hero's not the one who does great deeds
but one who does their job day after day
ignoring all the weather every cloud
comes here in answer to our deepest needs
whether or not we choose to beg and pray
and all comes swiftly and now very loud

time sliced in summer

small summer moments
flashes of gold in forest
restoring balance

frog hopping on lawn
tiny brown creature on green
let it be happy

green insect crawling
across the driveway goes on
to hide in the lawn

time has been

a voice arises from the brazen head
speaking of time and of a coming end
under the sudden wind all branches bend
we cannot tell the living from the dead
cracks in the metal swiftly seem to spread
there's no one here to cry nor to defend
nor yet explain what all these things portend
from bakery shelves now vanishes the bread
and yet the storm we fear has not yet come
we think that we are still allowed some choice
from this lowly place we may rise higher
the head repeats and we are all struck dumb
our breath is silenced by the might voice
and all our lights now lose their honest fire