the outline of death

locked within is history

black feathers at dusk

sometimes luminance

you need not the sun or moon

you lay cleft at dawn

reminders of love

grab the celestial light

detach and then breathe

a flurry of white

to the heights that you take wing

this brief existence

I just glimpsed the light

orchid blooming for a year

evolve into art

we run the same paths

I embraced every moment

utter abundance

my mind ebbs and flows

will be erased by time’s tides

out of what remains

perspectives give us

come and sit with me; this day

the ultimate hug

sometimes you long to

turbulence with breath, movement

learning quarantunes

I am now learning

to play in the winds of life

lemniscate in walls

self portraits are tough

stories of chases, of flight

as pink fades to night

just folding paper

you yell and fight over it

I have passed this past

perspectives give us

faint branches in a white sea

dreading suffering

an insane loudness

from behind those purple clouds

raining from the sky

I saw you today

place them in your mind’s pocket

as the last leaves fall

the clouds and the sea

from an utter nakedness

prior to response

the weight that you lift

orchid blooming for a year

goes – as you orbit

sustenance I made

I do feel incredibly free

my smallness is known

you are a symbol

the air that circles the earth

a sign on your way

in the sky — a sign

tease me with the gold to come

small bubbly fractals