The Rhythm of the Planet

It was an earth, unlike this one, today,
You could smell the pine, the lilacs that lay,
The towering cedars, old buffalo bones
Water falling from the ragged stones,
No contrails from jet exhaust,
No raspy chain saws, no sawdust,
Just the quiet of the forest breeze,
The soul’s poetry, if you please…
Just the heart beating to the rhythm of the planet

A Humble Scrap of Paper

My heart cries for the pain,
That I have caused you this day,
The pain of a love nearly in your hands
A song, a few words, trying to understand
On a humble scrap of paper, caressed before it went
Can you sense the love, Touch my face,
Feel my arms around and about you,
A few tender words and not much more,
Can you live day to day, just the love I give you,
Our friendship and love are all we have in truth.