a forest of ferns

revealing ancient forest

shoot; despite ourselves

the simplest joy

cedars converge together

a slow dance of white

this hug was intense

together in flight and tree

absolute beauty

sine waves in the clouds

droplets, the bubbles in air

you see a chicken

I am to math art

I do feel incredibly free

glorious — alone

a beautiful gift

yellow streaks in my backyard

at your ocean’s edge

oh, yes, this is it!

seize those moments that make you

announce the sunset

I long for language

and I will love every

small bubbly fractals

black, soft, powder stick

how to play, to be a child

learning quarantunes

I have a secret.

settle down in the long light

fall into the fold

you take off and fly

faint branches in a white sea

within all of this

even the strongest

in an ocean of currents

to feel the cloud’s breath

pentagonal life

a head injury, a loss

a slow dance of white

butterfly vortex

to play in the winds of life

clouds splash on my feet

oh, yes, this is it!

can reflect heavenly light

that you are given

I see sentinels

for this — the ground shaking breath

all that flows in time

your life has texture

can make the same daily path

lullaby buzzing

oh, how you long to

ripples from raindrops expand

filtered solar light

we architect webs

half buried in sand ripples

that still my being

squeeze through the portal

in quite moments of breath

you see a chicken