This Distance
March 2, 2008 by engtovo
Distance betrays me
Time space illusion
The winds are howling
Bring forth
Spreading seed
Seeping through the window sill
Talking in the night
Through the woods
Squirrels nested safe
The sound awakens within
Reaches the place of new life
I go forth to meet it half way
The song is sweet
The laughter sweeter still
The howling continues
It wraps around
Touching nothing
Inside this cocoon
Distance becomes nothing
Time space becomes what is chosen
Engtovo ~ March 2, 2008
