we are all so close

place them in your mind’s pocket

in the now of life

black, soft, powder stick

will become covered with moss

to the long light rays

do you ever just

you are like honey and light

to the norms of life

black, soft, powder stick

does not point its beam at you

while reflecting sky

I feel all the strands

ripples from raindrops expand

announce the sunset

cumulative drops

come and sit with me; this day

no matter the seas

this night sky that comes

your eyes wide open to see

reflect and renew

your presence brings joy

through my entire being

fog rolls in like tide

to feel that soft breeze

to each other, back and forth

winter steps on spring

thank you my river

brings me in and out of the

of water and ducks

oh, yes, this is it!

the air that circles the earth

like a point in space

your little footprints

could sum the beats of a life

selfless river here

let us hold it all

painting the world in contrast

at their solemn feet

self portraits are tough

in helical curls catching

to get your feet wet

I have a secret.

place them in your mind’s pocket

boardwalk to the sky

beauty in my mind

like it is the very last

to be here and now

you gather yourself

center on infinity

and then scintillates

abundance flowing

lead you to this perspective

clay, and ev’rything

separate you stand

encasing sedum in ice

drops encompass me

dive deep into waves

your little arms, unaware

modest are the trees