Bridges

Bridges spanning across,
From one existence-another,
I’ve crossed, some burning down
Down into strange expressions
Before me-shocks my heart,
Perhaps-shall be rebuilt-
Someday I imagine.

Black Becomes Me

Black becomes me
Here waiting in night,
Under moonlight.

I Wonder

I wonder if the world,
Outside—still exists?
Here I am for now,
Manifesting into something else.