untangling this mess

magnify, distort, and bend

to look up — skyward

sometimes it’s the clouds

and yet we experience

at your ocean’s edge

a vector on wind

quivering with their cuteness

parametric us

that forest fragrance

on the forest floor — I feel

vivid silouettes

tip top, fir tree crow

chaotic origami

an aerie of grace

you root yourself deep

to comfort devastation

life’s intricacies

images within

finding your way without sight

the shadows today

you ensure the life

that demands sugary treats

thought our units

some of us are those

make this icosahedron

not ready to go

look closely on trails

to run, prance through life’s meadows,

reflect and renew

some of these rivers

a head injury, a loss

written by water

night time thoughts bring focus

to remind me of your laugh,

glitches in water

the weight that you lift

to speak with the universe

at the lowest tide

when between two rocks

can make the same daily path

reaching skyward — up

ducklings form a mass

glorious touching the earth

to your inner self

three generations

blow through me and around me

only roots remain

night time thoughts bring focus

closest to the sun today

it embraces you

dynamic systems

configurations of flight

as I lean to you

ribbons of fungus

whisper of white oaks and fir

days, loops, through the years

you gather yourself

strands of kindness, grace, and love

wispy tufts of grace