we live in these loops

is but a dew drop of sky,

covered in passion

my cedar waxwing

be the leaf on winter’s tree

utterly selfless

this junction of ray

as a Bee is to flower

in the winter sun

serendipity

from any doubt or sadness

memories’ bubbles

at the tops of hills

perfect, beautiful flowers

that you still love them

lofty sequoia

and the unexpected joy

critical moments

the outline of death

could sum the beats of a life

I glow in the warmth

you are potential

brings me in and out of the

not just in shadow

I am now learning

within a rose’s petals

a glow in winter

long shadows pull me

another reality

a sign on your way

you gather yourself

that I can hardly breathe — gasp

connected to Earth

you just might feel it

with a moment — reflection

not just in shadow

the simplest joy

that hug me; sitting so small

on the forest floor

you turn towards the light

the silhouettes of anthers

quiet etched in time

trees dip their big toes

through my entire being

remember the sky

when you submerge, keep

to play in the winds of life

in the winter sun

seek out your zeros

can make the same daily path

looking for treasure

fog again today

let me sit at your still side

evolve into art

Cassiopeia

in the reeds of a refuge

the universe rounds

tiny little life

for being steadfast, constant

camouflage now seen