The Dear Nearness Of The Wilderness

miles of mountains
populated only by trees
as it should be

Miles of Moonlight

autumn leaves
illuminated by
the milky way

186,000 Miles Each Second

in every grey day
light is always at work
moving towards a breakthough


All your miles brought you to this empty field.
Doors are flung wide, frozen in time,
your driver and passenger eternally on the run.