Dogwood Rust

Standing on the years crooked as a loon Just beyond the rusted metal gates I feel that the fallen like a stone From the good grace of the Sun I believe I have seen two eyes Hanging in the gutted dusk for a thousand miles Upon a path of ruin that pines and calls For the snapping hooves of the dawn So if not strange the way we fade? From each others thoughts Reduced to orphaned memories That I let stray too far... Is if not strange that we once loved? But let of slip away Like the sun that falls into the sea It hisses down and gone is the day While bluebirds sing And Dogwood leaves call the rain You don't have to run from the cold But you can never go home... Did you fall from the sky of fiery sun? Your muscles torn and jelly worn As you clawed wildly at the wind I held the wings of a sound so clear Of a dream I barely can't recall Then dipped the wing and mute the strings That were ringing of the greatest song Is it not strange that we were one But let a mountain fall Upon the cold and the unforgiving waves Into the deep the pieces plunge Is it not strange the way we fade Like stones that skip and sink Like youth that creeps into the grey The hush of dust and gone is the age While bluebirds sing And Dogwood leaves call the rain You don't have to run from the cold But you can never go home.