our lens can turn us
partially obscured by sky
destined for the soil
our lens can turn us
partially obscured by sky
destined for the soil
but I feel as if
but I was deeply shrouded
learning quarantunes
the currents of geese
of dancing curves of sunshine
due to gratitude
you reach down into
together like wolves that howl
in growth together
lift yourself with breath
orchid blooming for a year
don’t go unnoticed
you ensure the life
shelter me with your branches
and empty of self
why isn’t solstace
for receding from my path
be in quiet awe
my home has a guard
to the trees; magnificent
only roots remain
I see reflection
the weight gives way for the light
holding tight; reaching
there are days in which
and dip myself in the clouds
air, to tree, to air
do you like to think
flit, fly, jump, play — pierce the gray
to gossip of this
heart rate integrals
below the grasses of thought
a trickle, a gush
sometimes birdwatching
fill my soul with joy,love. In
to the morning beams
your presence brings joy
flowers’ beauty marks exist?
I awake in grace
yellow-rumped warbler
waits, watches, ruffles, then flies
we have ever had
I need to walk there
paint the histories of tides
mirrors for inside
play brings character
to truly reflect on you
now realized and walked
shoes of sand and moss
turbulence with breath, movement
in a silent mind
in my cup, coffee
hold what is precious and clear
we have ever had
even the strongest
of dancing curves of sunshine
in growth together