I Walked Home Beholding

The world was frozen I left the studio The whole town had been abandoned except for me. I walked home beholding. The lights in the park The moving trees The silent corners The world's new cloak A final breath of storm blows snowdrifts in the street Then blows away over the water. On an island Across from town Isolated Close and alone Looking across the water seeing people slowly living all their lives. This is the feeling from inside an island body (Looking out from inside a sea of thoughts, distant and quiet.) Tossed on the waves Blown onto land Grasping meaning In churning mess A moment of clear air breathing, seeing the expanse. Totally at peace with the meaninglessness of living. Drifting in a changing world Alone Reaching for a solid thing In vain The stone dissolves in the same wind I swim through. Where I live there is a constant roaring. Bottomless absence Through a cloud hole The sky was moving I saw it drift Seeing breathing waves of water roll in the sky. The wind has increased.