Silent night 

 the snow falls

Nothing but slow floating

Time

Silent tears soft steel

Bent fears fighting for life

Fuck cancer 

So many layers

Just started seeing the grass 

Back into hiding 

Beneath inches 

Years of damage 

No one can heal accept 

Except me 

The lord is testing us?

The waiting game

The endgame

The temptation 

The change of which none has occurred 

Beyond gray hair and a plucking guitar 

Singing fire on the mountain …..

A slow climb up hill

Is the name of the game….. 

And oh what a beautiful pasture it will be 

Of golden wheat fields 

Flexing in the wind

Soft steel flowers - and names signed in glowing fire ambers - time exposed film ——

Life will begin again -