Young GirlA young girl this skeleton was. She catches me by surprise every time. A century for each year I've been alive I'll go back to where she's from. Peaceful lives her people lived Winning earth's sustenance with their skill Musing on mysteries of birth, marriage and death Keeping the bonds of our humanity well. Still young when they put her to curl up forever Twelve times she had welcomed the May And then the dark companion had her Her voice on the mountain was no more. Deeper there was the sky's expanse Its blue bluer because of her The unseen and timeless house the firmer By her being in these hills.
The InstantYou won't hear about it In any scholar's book The river's flow is still And the shout of the rock Is witness clear To things seen by no eye Nor heard by any ear. A breeze between the breezes Sun beyond the Sun The surprise that our true home Can so effortlessly come To take the floor - We know in that Instant We inherit the Hour.