to articulate
the small acts of kindness that
make life bearable
my mouth is full of pebbles,
stardust, atoms and quanta

between hope and death
a Planck length
a tiny infinity of space
a gesture, a recognition,
the separation of all of me
from all of you.
I am alive
I am gone
a nebulous constellation
Orion fills my mind
Betelgeuse explodes
and always tiny tiny
mistakes and love
and building silences
of peace and calm,
the resilience
fold upon fold.
There is nothing:
there is everything.
The formation
the haiku
the evolution
from kana to joy

to articulate
the small acts of kindness - watch
steam rise from coffee

I am a thrown stone
that clipped the waves - tumbling
down to the sea bed -
worn away by the shifting
water - I dream of flying

light a candle for
hope and for dreams - the incense
burns away like life

Orion circles
high above - the winter sky -
fires in the black vault

blue star burning in
the cold - the silence holds me -
dancing iris storm

blue stars burn bright and
fast yet they're so far away -
I am in the cold
lost I try to find balance
I fall and stand up - repeat

fighting the demons
in the mirror - I survived -
breathe in the blue sky