you are a symbol

before you can grow; anew

to find happiness

all tracks in your life

it left only a small crack

to root yourself in

ribbons of fungus

that practice the art of firm

wrapping around beams

the forget-me-nots

reach with your iterations

positive? a shift

even the clouds long

crows in puddles and in trees

in a universe

in the sky — a sign

homeomorphic tree tops

ev’ry living cell

when I banished you

within your life bring chaos

announce the sunset

black, soft, powder stick

in the reeds of a refuge

while reflecting sky

your path can be framed

as you come to repose — pause

completing a proof

we run the same paths

the same and yet different

never in silence

cedar waxwings flock

how to play, to be a child

is a bounty breathed

ribbons of fungus

with their agates and whirlpools

a painted earful

as a treehugger

for all of the abundance

breath in this wildwood

why isn’t solstace

found in every little

you just have to look

oh, how you long to

reflecting from this good earth

astonishing — bloom

we all need this path

gardens smile at their presence

thought our units

long shadows pull me

translate, reflect, rotate and

a sign on your way

like the heat bubble

in plucking sprigs of currants

play means letting go

a foggy morning

so they could all see this bird

reveal gratitude

we all can transform

the tiny details abound

the squirrel tail scolds