There Is a Wind Coming

a heavy sort of peace
has settled round this
slow-beating heart
my pen has been silent
          so long


it's hard
to see these days
when they pass like this
in such a way 
that the sun -
          - that moon
                    - this rock
was here
in this same spot
          before
and so many things 
have changed
          on the surface


there is a wind coming
the dead & dry
          leaves
blow outside
i no longer try
to know what it brings