From All @ Sea 2014 to buy the book click here

You come from that silent place

where stars break behind a cloud

bank below jet stream tears.

Your nights are brushed by Angel’s wings

& you haunt the still point of peace where

solitude becomes you.

You live in tune with the river’s breeze

the dryads and the fairies drift to you

gild gold dust on your shoulder.

Twice born this world can’t understand

the loneliness of a wandering man

whose heart tugs on his torn sleeve