I reach for it.
I clench my fist.
I can’t grasp it.
It flows through my fingers.
It can’t be stopped.
I drop my hand,
and bow my head to it.
UNSTOPPABLE
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HELLO, MOON
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Hello, moon.
Hello, night sky.
Hello, cold night air.
Goodbye, sunlight.
Goodbye, warmth.
Hello, moon.
THE FIGHT
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View of Mt. Fuji from Mt. Tenjo on a cloudy winter morning
THE FIGHT
Night into day.
Day into night.
I’m swept away
As I hold tight.
The night numbs me,
Making me cold.
The days rush by
As I grow old.
I prefer day
When the sun shines.
The night is fey,
Dark through the pines.
Night into day.
Day into night.
Days become grey,
No strength to fight.
A PUFF OF SMOKE
A puff of smoke.
A flicker of light.
Life is sweet.
Life is short.
Gone in a puff of smoke.
Don’t close your eyes.
The candles flicker.
A life is gone.
Only THE DEAD
have the power.
Only THE DEAD
hold the cure.
Only THE DEAD
know who’s next.
THE DEAD GAME
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THE LIGHT OR THE DARK
This is life.
The choice set before us.
The sun or the dark of night.
Optimism or pessimism.
Good or evil.
The darkness taunts us.
It’s too easy to succumb to it.
Fight the greedy devil.
The choice is yours to make.
AFTER THE STORM
The winds have taken their victims.
Tree limbs lie scattered across the grass.
A quiet descends upon the land.
Animals peek from
their hiding places.
Birds chirp in unison,
happy to be free again.
The sun will soon shine.
The clouds will clear.
The darkness will leave.
The earth regenerates itself,
preparing for the new day.
A RADIANCE FROM WITHIN
Nature has its own beauty.
Its radiance comes from within.
Blossoming from a mere seed
To give color and light to the world.
THE LIGHT
I reach for it.
I clench my fist.
But I can’t grasp it.
It flows through my fingers,
continuing its journey.
Nothing can stop it.
Nothing can hold it.
I drop my hand,
and bow my head to it.
THE LIGHT
Take me to the bright light that shimmers
in the far reaches of the forest.
I lay my head on a thick bed of grass.
A blanket of flowers for my cover.
Sleeps takes me away from here
to a place where there’s no fear.
I fly above the branches
and gaze at my sleeping form.
Contentment relaxes my face.
My eyelids flicker in my dream.
Too soon it will be night,
bringing the dark and cold.
I must return tomorrow
to see how my dream unfolds.
FLAME
SUSANNE LEIST 