law as song

Memories.
Directories. Registries.
What's written isn't always right.

What's right? Not force.
What's right? Not being coerced into what isn't.

Who's to say what's wrong?
Think of law as song: fluid, ever-changing,
Lucid rearranging,
Crimson resonating.

Wake up and see the darkness
Come to and feel the light
Reach out as we falter
And seal the healing power.

spinning

Clutching tulips
Grasping time
Crunching numbers
Spinning twine
Spinning time
We're on time.
Where are you now?
Sipping water?
Drinking wine?
Wind the clocks so they're correct.
Pet the fox so it won't reject you.
northeast/southwest
southeast/northwest
Hard to say which is best,
But the sun sets in the west.

Dec. 31st, 2010