Nick Cook
Poems by Nick Cook
Cycles
Outside the bull roars to the moon
Clear and full
My window the stageIn silver light
I watch the stars
Nothing changes in darknessThe Schumann resonance
Thoughts
EscapeI strayed onto the path
Such mistakes
Cannot be mendedSeven years measured
The start of cycle nine
The end of cycle eightWrite
Pray
MeditateThe house you live in
The things you think about, become the house you live in.
In out
In
Out
In
Out
Just keep breathing
In
Out
In
Out
Just keep living
In
Out
In
Out
Just keep being
In
Out
In
Out