“Take a Bow”

one by one
they filed through the door
no one looked familiar

one by one
they filed through the door
none were my friends

one
by
one

no one

the performance had started
maybe they were in the back
kneeling down behind a tree

walking through the space
no one looked familiar
smiling at strangers

no one

the final piece
flowed together
like a forest

we all joined hands
and bowed together
friends and family surrounding dancers

and there I stood
alone

no one came

“Grounded”

On my way to see Lee, this is a tree I walk past in Balboa Park.
On my way to see Lee, this is a tree I walk past in Balboa Park.

Planted
Rooted
Growth

a lifetime of change
a lifetime of seasons

standing tall
in the middle of it all

rising in the Son
dancing in the wind
withstanding darkness