there you are, my hawk

to a gratitude’s ocean

spores of seasons’ growth

fractal streams draw me

lift into the sky above

mirrors for inside

what once brought me joy

get lost in thought and dream big

finite — infinite

be the horizon

found in every little

to the vast beyond

you have the widest

on the rosemary and frost

perfection in life

I long for rivers

smell, taste of being awake

to the long light rays

shoes of sand and moss

little hummingbirds come, go.

such different days

the forget-me-nots

to run, prance through life’s meadows,

in hopes of french fries

sometimes we muster

that demands sugary treats

ready to be filled

sometimes we muster

like the sound of waves pulling

of utter delight

oh my! look at you

in the rain beneath this sky

clouds splash on my feet

companion within

painting the world in contrast

evening prayers

a vortex caught me

so they could all see this bird

in a silent mind

I know this portal

creative, curious, joy

focus of this path

shadows can bring forth

that hug me; sitting so small

your smile — a delight

there are these comets

stories of chases, of flight

announce the sunset

it is like you stand

brings us through our existence

forest holding hands

an aperture formed

be the leaf on winter’s tree

in a cloud of sleep

point under the sky

into the day’s sublime blooms

to look up — skyward

you’re my paradox

of earth and aether — of self

and chase swallowtail?