a minor berceuse

climb up to the mountain top

and dance with the clouds below;

the tree seeks

and sees its leaves.

american thought;

know what was wrought.

one sees a whole

found in a minority;

a stalking of the majority.

oh, climb on up to the mountain top

and dance with the clouds below;

and see the leaves

from the tree that believes.

c.2016  bgw

unravelling

unravelling;

melting glass

in my hand.

thoughts

brought me

back to here.

i stood

in where i thought it all ends;

only to find myself back at the beginning.

i was and still am captivated by you.

finding my mind still is unravelling;

thoughts of you act like melting glass,

dripping into my heart.

thoughts speak in a silent tongue.

c. 2016 bgw