The Bridge Across Forever

I belong to twilight,
in the silence
between worlds,
where things
are always arriving,
ending,
beginning,
without names.

I belong to dawn
in the stillness
between breaths,
where things
are always leaving,
dying,
being born,
without a whisper.

I belong
where nothing belongs,
only this life,
this body,
the bridge across forever
now.

like tomatoes and salt

there is something
ordinary
in the way
salt softens
the hardest of tomatoes
chopped,
that it holds me
in its magic
every single time

like relationships
that never end
on any note
other than
a soft becoming
of finding more
of growing more
of being more
together,
a more
that never was

Anti Climax!

yeah, I thought we were actors,
playing our parts so well,
living our roles,
with new stories to tell,
until the moment
you stepped off the stage,
to play the director,
and a role never staged,
and then I realised
I'd mistaken the plot for the story,
for beginnings, not endings
are what make history!