The City

This city

with countless people

like stars

some dim

some bright

some dying

never sleeps

Its voices

like waves

rise/fall

lost in

deep ocean

heard

unheard

City-roads

like serpents

drink lives

no mercy

no plea

life

dead

Road-lights

like moths

search brightness

ultimate

untimed

death

flicker

This city never sleeps,

its voices unheard,

city-roads dead,

road-lights flicker.

Blessings

As I lay on the forest floor, 

gazing at the starry sky,

I wonder about the blessings,

                 ~that are numerous,

                   than the stars passing by.

The sodden forest ground,

the smell of ferns and fronds,

chirping night voices,

~ earth's blessings,

   and bond,

   with creatures roaming along.

Soft brumal winds,

their tinkling hints,

snowflakes floating around,

jewels of wintry crown,

~ seasonal blessings,

   lovingly,

   showered down.