January 9, 2012

A Band Of Buriers – “Wide Wings”


A child
smiling up high
on the wide safe wings
of his father and why

why do we lean
to these simple marks
found on our hearts

And hearts
made from spun thread
all pearl as the dew
clings to our webs

And webs
webs like the stars
all shiny and real
near and so far

And we believe
And we believed then