your entire self — world

at the leaves that you have lost

listening to birds

I dream that you kiss

come and sit with me; this day

and then sweep away

little winter bee

one crow sits; a single Om

a focus within

the elk must have left

to journey beneath the stars

relax your creases

now, lessen yourself

will flip the leaves from my grave

beautiful — complex

you reach for the moon

it left only a small crack

of the kale flowers

I am to math art

in an ocean of currents

in my green garden

companion within

just to remind me, nudge me,

completing a proof

here, nested circles

revealing ancient forest

a moment will do

paths beneath my feet

that have tails pointing ahead

to then turn around

I am to math art

blow through me and around me

spread your arms and fly

a vector on wind

may be the wettest or tough

utterly alive

my road is the path

on the floor of the forest

and announces life

just a breath away

puzzle possibilities

ringing in my head

in the corner you

like folded origami?

lullaby buzzing

repose beneath sky

in your autumn glow, right now

of your consciousness

determination

and dip myself in the clouds

the eddies of life

unfold at sunrise

rotational — reflective

a painted earful

thirty little squares

almost as if you desire

and then held my breath

simple churns of thought

absolutely wonderful

places for quiet