Each an Island

I have never been outside this country,
but I have traveled outside myself
and into the lives of others.

I have experienced that which is strictly foreign.

I have borrowed freely, and necessarily;
for though I will always be an island,
such glimpses provide the light by which
I build out the shoreline of my mind.

Join me in the field

Join me in the field
where silence sits.

Where the wind sifts
browning thoughts
like leaves.

Give them up
to the cold air felt
in your face, in your fingers;

some caught in the grass,
some carried on forever.