on my forest runs

and dip myself in the clouds

in a cloud of sleep

seek out your zeros

the negative space becomes

I hear, I exist

the most shadowed trail

distance and angle of me

modest are the trees

there are days in which

and your fractal being – now

selfless river here

the mind of a child

of earth and aether — of self

absolute beauty

dim the light with fog

that mountain ahead; summit;

absolute beauty

perspectives give us

you have been trained to lure us

that is now but grass

early morning song

vector fields of stick and cloth

a light before dark

bees bring such a joy

center on infinity

earth and sky as one

the weight that you lift

flutters and swirls before me

of growth and decay

laying on my back

dew that has settled on life

ready to unfurl

simple churns of thought

so they could all see this bird

learning quarantunes

a simplicity

at your beauty, your being

gather energy

I was on my run

reflecting from this good earth

as the darkness came

as a treehugger

looking for meaning, we see

small bubbly fractals

our lens can turn us

that’s why we should all do them

that you still love them

I breathed alder air

and your fractal being – now

out of your flower

sometimes luminance

it appears, just at my feet

to be a focus

hoya of Nana

revealing ancient forest

earth and sky as one

trees churn with current

crows in puddles and in trees

a focus within