sometimes it’s the clouds

but drops — collecting, dripping

of an inner light

just make sure that you

cross a bridge from the beneath

like a point in space

a beautiful Run

always reaching to the west

of branches and roots

your little footprints

accidental flushing dog

to keep it secure

who would have thought that

and yet we experience

birds rouse the whole earth

you gather yourself

reach, spread your canopy

our place in the stars

even in our death

just before this headland warmed

boardwalk to the sky

The structure of you

found without expectation

are manifested

parabolic curves

look inwards with boundlessness

pulls you together

let us hold it all

that crest of water — a wave

beauty does abound

I hugged my mother

sine, cosine, tangents and more

remember the sky

when you miss the moon

in fall you came, but no more

blooming in my sill

sine waves in the clouds

stories of chases, of flight

bringing waves of north

thirty little squares

of earth and aether — of self

in growth together

when is it, you ask

cushion your steps as you run

utterly alive

a tender wave wafts

but my distance grows in time

living in circles

I write this for you

wrap and hug life that once was

branches reach, yearning

but I feel as if

come and sit with me; this day

catches the sun’s rays

as a treehugger

dancing in erratic flight

loving thy neighbor

generative art

I feel their anxiety

winter chandeliers