
reaching out to touch
I cannot hold back such force –
watch the seasons change
Copyright Francis 2023

reaching out to touch
I cannot hold back such force –
watch the seasons change
Copyright Francis 2023

And where do I walk?
My body follows the mind –
cold breath returning

Perception is all
Constant change is deceptive –
the one underlies
Copyright Francis 2023

I’ve been waiting for the blossom to
fall in winter,
leaves to blow around the streets
in spring.
I tried to set sail when the tide was out
like forcing the fruit of an apple tree;
I should have waited
to enjoy the sun.
Time is of the essence
and the essence is time:
Each now passes and is gone;
a simple stillness remains
What will be will be
spring’s breath silent like the fall –
the sun comes around
copyright Francis 2023

birds fly in a V
no course or lesson can teach –
a lesson I take