A poem simply sounds the bell, of that which words could never tell.

STAIRWAY

Footprints 
On an invisible stair,
Rising to 
We know not where,
Conclusions
Written in the air,
Thinking they
Will take us there.

SMILE


Our secret,
Safe for eternity,
Beguiling
With a familiar smile,
Amusing itself,
With strawmen
And windmills.

INTENT

The sky knows every secret 
Breathed by every soul 
And paints them from a rainbow 
Upon this earthen bowl.