Beacons

In the tree of ancient stars
The leaves are my hands
You are the wind
The leaves let go

Deep woven sinews
Threaded in branches
Overarching echoes
In memory stained

Beacons shining away
Light reaching high
Those stars above
High in the tree
You are free

Sea song

Beyond the sand and shore
the ocean sings her song
in waves and tides alone
sometimes with a roar
at other times a sigh
as the creatures cry within
the loss of many kin
their calls are urgent now

their wait is never done
and when the peace moon rises
they will sing their joy to her

Where the answer lies

Yield to the flowers

As they smile at the sun

Give way to the trees

As they wave to the wind

Reach out to the birds

As they sing to the sky

Make way for a school of fish

As they swim on by

Challenge the mountains

As they stand their ground

Seek out the islands

Where peace can be found

Look up to the stars

As they dare to dream

Silence the night

While chasing a moonbeam

Turn towards the ocean

As it unfolds on the beach

A glimpse of an answer

That lies just out of reach