Falling in Time

Let them all fall away.
The intentional transgressions,
the unintentional ones,
the aggressions, the regressions,
digressions and progressions.

Time is just for giving.

Tomorrow is another chance

I don't want to cut the silence of the night with a sound
A voice would shatter the strange mercurial Stillness
Of my illumined Mind
I hold still with bated breath
I push out my thoughts.
Breath rushes in
Breath refreshes me
Night renews
Tomorrow is another chance
For Love to spring anew.