Tasha Tudor

There's something dead there
The carrion-eaters circle overhead


Death is love
A quiet place


Sitting near the edge
Trickling creek melodic
The algae has grown

Flow

I watched him graduate
Visited with mom
Watch the cocoon
Butterfly

Sun on my shoulders
On my knees
Birdsong

For one moment
The world is gone
I listen

Wind whisper through trees
My spirit heavy lifts
Birdsong stronger
Closed eyes

Again the wind
To wake
Why is the leaf
Able to stay
Streaming water over rock?

Even in silence
Without a voice
In the apparent void

Rock grows algae
Supports
Distance remains
Even the lonely leaf
Requires

In death
There is love

Butterfly
Flits
Does not sit
For long


Rm 2011















What ravages of spirit
conjured this temptuous rage
created you a monster
broken by the rules of love
and fate has lead you through it
you do what you have to do
and fate has led you through it
you do what you have to do ...

and I have the sense to recognize that
I don't know how to let you go
every moment marked
with apparitions of your soul
I'm ever swiftly moving
trying to escape this desire
the yearning to be near you
I do what I have to do
the yearning to be near you
I do what I have to do

but I have the sense to recognize
that I don't know how
to let you go
I don't know how
to let you go

a glowing ember
burning hot
burning slow
deep within I'm shaken by the violence
of existing for only you

I know I can't be with you
I do what I have to do
I know I can't be with you
I do what I have to do
and I have sense to recognize but
I don't know how to let you go
I don't know how to let you go
I don't know how to let you go