Was that photographed tree
Standing strangely tall above the tree line
An old soul of a sapling
Was he?
Were the smallest birds smart
Drawing near to his clear air up there
Beckoned by his branches -come, play!
Were they?
Will people seek solace
Called by common-ground conscience
Hearing his cry -come up high!
I cannot ask anymore
I almost ruined it
Listening to the sunrise today
Needing so badly to step back and blink
The step back -the blink
That removes the pain
For I am not the patriot clang
The whimsical splashing shore
Or the sizzling Southwest wind
Welcoming in
The sunrise smile
Faith again
In Ourselves and the thing guiding this Us
You’ll find the rock
At the center of me
Spinning still
Faith in my hands in your irreverent hair
The earnestness with which you count
Each act of my spine
Hands together applauding
At last faith
Let cold concrete soothe you
The shiny travel guides
With talk of warm-blooded adventure
Are only pictures and paper
With morning breakfast
Magic
And should I spill you
Tragic
At evening tea
We’ll see
Cinnamon
This non-sensical place
All there are
Are goodbyes
To do
When will
The Living
Matter
And aloneness, looking back
Have cost too much
Love and Walk
Walk in Love
Is all there is
So do
On the edge of the end
In deep need of goodness
I fastened a cape
It had to be woven in truth
This time
Lest I fall from the sky
Electric and magic
Near-reckless sensibility
Enduring and tender
Incredulous…ridiculous
Wary yet wanting of fire
I fastened the fibers of you
Wove them all through
Set you atop my shoulders
Then flew
And did I fall
This doesn’t matter
But somehow yes it does
Although it truly should not
And begs how can it not
This doesn’t matter
It must be unallowed
Right there in ink on lilac
It says so on my wall
Getting lost when
The shadows are long
And amber-y light
Glints
From
A particular piece
Of a place on this Earth
To
Your eye and you blink
And are found
O if only!
I should latch my finger through
The loop of the well-worn costume
That’s seen you through life’s ups and downs
And tear away the silly front of it
I’d see a new you
I’d help you through life’s unders and overs
