Can you hear it
In the midst of hate
Yelling loud and undone
When the loudest in the room
Is the undoing of our world
When silence speaks
Is when change happens
For the good
As we take on another
Life
When Silence Speaks
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Whispers Between Worlds
Whispers bent
Between life and death
For the new life
Of you and me
So somehow the
Spending of life
Creates the winds of
Unheard promises
Left behind
When all else fails
Beneath the Ice, a River Dreams
Where the river flows
Over the lands below
Carried along the banks
Along the land
Above the water the life that lives
In the mind of the lives
Lives
Dreams
Under the sheets of frozen ice
There is a warmth of hope
That glows
As the world ices over
Only the heart can melt
The icy river
The Flicker of Snowfall
Flickering snowfall
On the shores of Lake Michigan
Time and again
The powdered curtain
Of light
Dancing over the skies
As the world hides
It’s scars and cuts
From the industry that churns
In blossom of new metals
But the snow brings hope
To know
That we can all start over
In time
A new
Fathom
Fathom a word
Or a phrase
Take me where you can
With some notes on
The page
Today
And everyday is
A day
For celebration
A Letter to My Future Ghost
Beyond my life
There will be
A Ghost of me
Left behind
With nothing more
To say
But what I might ask
I would arrange
A conversation
To see what regrets weighed
Hardest on the mind
When all was over
To see the future ghost
Is to know
That I am limited to these moments
That I have
On this earth
The Moons Confession
In the middle of the night
When the water moves
Slowly over the glass shore
The moon embraces the dark
Sky
Above
With the slightest motion
Comes the confession of the moon
To the ears that listen
But could not hear
The moon sang it’s song
In the midnight clear
Through into the morning
Of history and thievery
Consistency
And heartbreak
The moon sang me to sleep
That night
With the sky and clouds gathered
Opaque
Echoes of Unfinished Goodbyes
Would you leave
If you knew it would be
Your last
Would you hold hope
If there is nothing in the glass
In the time of wander
In the time of destruction
The echoes of unfinished goodbyes
Ring through the streets
To remind us
That life is finite
And complete
So take what you have
And make what you have
The best it can
Be
Roots that Remember
Walking among the trees
The sand dunes
And the fallen leaves
These
Hills
Remember my feet
Walking past in great
Admiration
Of the wonder of life
The wonder of the Chicago
Over Lake Michigan
Industry and what it takes
But the roots remember
Every footstep
In a web of life
Unseen in all
Of it’s glory
The Language of Forgotten Lakes
Water
Flows
From the ground
Lake of Michigan
To the shores of Chicago
And beyond
To the highest clouds
And the concrete walls
The language well below
Where the light never goes
There is a currency of life
That makes easy the way of
Forgotten creatures
Upon the base
Of Lake Michigan
A Cup of Songwriting 