we all can transform

in the window made by rain

of your consciousness

you ensure the life

could sum the beats of a life

you — vast and beyond

the muddy puddles

greater than Saturn — painted

and create you own

this hug was intense

immerse me in your language

contrast is but life

I wished to see moon

straight into a wall of life

a focus within

unfold at sunrise

that’s why we should all do them

at the shore of soul

sometimes do you feel

bring brown creepers to focus

of an inner light

I know what you are!

in an ocean of currents

depth has no meaning

oh, how you long to

appear on my walkabouts

western wood-peewee

the silver lining

as a Bee is to flower

the person you are

I was on my run

I see you and your colors

listening to birds

I just glimpsed the light

when overwhelmed with beauty,

fractal winter days

a tender wave wafts

plant me beside, beneath one

at the ocean’s edge

I picture myself

of earth and aether — of self

I want to fly in

gratitude sneaks up

to look at the different

with grains of pollen

trees churn with current

lead you to this perspective

in the day’s raindrops

your little hands here

cohesion yet separate

shoot; despite ourselves

good morning my friend

to the trees; magnificent

and edges within?

I long for language

in your autumn glow, right now

cherish these last leaves

the currents of geese

sine, cosine, tangents and more

destined for the soil