I am to math art

in an ocean of currents

in my green garden

companion within

just to remind me, nudge me,

completing a proof

here, nested circles

revealing ancient forest

a moment will do

paths beneath my feet

that have tails pointing ahead

to then turn around

I am to math art

blow through me and around me

spread your arms and fly

a vector on wind

may be the wettest or tough

utterly alive

my road is the path

on the floor of the forest

and announces life

just a breath away

puzzle possibilities

ringing in my head

in the corner you

like folded origami?

lullaby buzzing

repose beneath sky

in your autumn glow, right now

of your consciousness

determination

and dip myself in the clouds

the eddies of life

unfold at sunrise

rotational — reflective

a painted earful

thirty little squares

almost as if you desire

and then held my breath

simple churns of thought

absolutely wonderful

places for quiet

separate you stand

like the sound of waves pulling

that just catches light

fractions of flowers

of flight above all of it

of thought means nothing

you have this structure

hold what is precious and clear

cherish these last leaves

this junction of ray

homeomorphic tree tops

astonishing — bloom

The structure of you

you need not the sun or moon

to find what is deep

some windows are but

for you, was an act of love

p of finding nuts