Invisible Line

The one that you cross
or that crosses you
leading to situations you didn't want to be in
or did but didn't know it
but anyway you are there
where prayers are silent
heartbeats last for hours
silence roars like a red river
questions stick in your throat
voices flash like lightning bolts
echoes thunder in your head
Why am I here?

the Ocean

i cannot see the end of you
maybe the beginning
but there are so many
i know only this one
here at my fingertips
nails filled with sand
each grain different
than the others
dripping from my grasp
as i carry each back to its start
and run laughing from you
to start again and again
never in vain
never in stress
never getting very far
none the less
yet i would labor all day
just for the joy of being near you