As I Recede Into the Darkness the Lightness Grows Dim

Laughing far away grips me

and pulls me down closer and

a soft turf raises 

and darkness to meet my 

step as I walk into 

the dark.  I'm snapped forward

and lay sprawled out on the 

grass.

To Be Silent and Speak

I wait and I sleep.

As I silently wait I walk.

How do I walk?

I walk silently.

I sleep little, because I dream,

but I dream quietly when I sleep.