Appalling emptiness, the desert
Solely a vast
… distance
Land-marks deleted;
Emptied of birds
And all life stilled.
In such staring brightness;
the hot air stings with blown sand
desiccating thought, speech…
Urgently
singing a song whose words I have not learnt,
Finding a way
means looking beyond the horizon
(eyes growing full of the distance
in this unfolding space)
Means drinking tears,
Means stumbling into a unperceived dimension;
… means inhabiting my own stretched desert
Until the angels come. L.F.B.
Beauty from Chaos 