Ishaisms, Poetry

Winter

Come now,Embrace the windBrave it, you know howShed your leaves, you have beforeHave let me down like your very boughs Let me curl up like brown, crushed leavesLet me lay down my burdens and die too.Promise me a fresh start, when the season's doneWhen bells begin to ring and Spring's dawnalights upon the hallowed groundMy… Continue reading Winter

God, Ishaisms

You come to me in breezes…

You come to me in breezesas I watch the sunsetand the shapes of cloudswafting throughIn the mirror of morning dewthe pale pink of dawnand parting of the miststo reveal sunshine Always ephemeralbeautifully fleetingeasy to adore reassuring The sultry darknessesof Mayaplay with me their dualistic gamePendulumingin cosmic swayI return to the Mayaof night, of dayyet like… Continue reading You come to me in breezes…