rivulets

 

 

rippling water flows

in the setting sun

golden glowing stripes

between brown rows

of thirsty earth

 

storm clouds gather

over la sierra

dark and looming

brooding and rumbling

over the valley below

 

fear and indecision

tumble through my heart

like the water

flowing down the hillside

in a hundred different directions

 

 

 

this is the way we used to be

back in the day

when we had some idea

when we felt the beat

of her heart

 

but now we have gone

away to the cities

of stone and steel

no wrens sing

in those canyons

 

this is the way i used to be

an open heart

full of fierce love

for life and its beauty

sure steps on the path

 

but now i have gone

into the dark

shadows of uncertainty

afraid to speak or act

helplessly looking on