Spirit of Gold

It’s a grey field

Where black is red

And red is black

Our minds wander

In space and time

We lose our selves

Lose our spirit

Lose our hearts

Walking by the field of gold

We don’t see

Where beauty lies


We don’t know

We are blinded

By flesh n bone


11:32pm – Thoughts

Nighttime rain

Echoing black silver

Ribbons sling across the deep dark

Theatre of the night

In the misty lake

By the fray

Finding Fate


Embers burn

With shepherds delight

While buildings blacken

Prickles of street lights come to life

Songs of cicadas’ beating their hearts

Rangitoto island wild with darkness

In his volcanic slumber

Hitched up high gazing

Take me back to

Musick Point


Mystery of the mind

Power of the soul

Strength of the body

Youth of nations call out

Deliver us peace not war

Deliver us abundance not hunger

Deliver us a future not a past

In the morning we wake

We put on our shoes

Clean our teeth

We ready ourselves for the day

Forgetting we have lived at all

Until we see

Until we speak

Until we are free