I have had to change

in an ocean of currents

with the morning’s grace

council of the crows

you need not the sun or moon

covered in passion

breadcrumbs of sunbeams

fill my soul with joy,love. In

through the moon’s dim light

oh my bald cypress

you peek over the grapes to

on the azure sky

oh, oyster catcher

break free from these tangled limbs

life’s concavity

oh, fairyslipper

gossamer laced water beads

shoot; despite ourselves

let us hold it all

settle down in the long light

catches the sun’s rays

your feet hold freedom

droplets, the bubbles in air

perfection in life

there are just some trails

revealing ancient forest

boardwalk to the sky

let yourself be here

stretch out from golden circles

they show us the sky

fractions of flowers

that crest of water — a wave

such different days

selflessness is just

with their agates and whirlpools

on the forest floor

plan those garden beds

your little arms, unaware

you — vast and beyond

cottonwoods have arms

mandalas of all our time

listening to birds

you are a symbol

at the leaves that you have lost

and sing of the spring

breadcrumbs of sunbeams

flit, fly, jump, play — pierce the gray

never in silence

there are days in which

in your autumn glow, right now

on the forest floor

I see reflection

echoes with branches in streams

puddle of raindrops

so precious is now

you are like honey and light

but, sometimes I break

those moments of pause

ripples from raindrops expand

centuries of flow