sun-scarred eyes
granite hard and grey
ingrained, glittering
in joyous inclusion,
the wildest blooming
tendrils entwine
and a sea-change,
rolling upwards in
a great green mass
through exquisite
fissured, always
firm, momentous
eyes; conversant
with the earth, as
his, as it will ever
be: an expectation
He moved across the forest They moved across the forest It moved across the forest moved across the forest elephantly. across the forest under the autumn star the azure trees the fruit of rippling way
that beauty shadows on the grass moon; hand; dance come alive, remember you, remembered reborn, we cannot sleep dreams have no answer but deep, close to the heart they say be seen, dream with one anot
The sun someday will be love again. The mountain someday will be sand. The land in the end will begin again, and flowers grow out of its hand. I remembered an ancient poem, held under the tongue of a