For what should not
Like the greens in Spring
Vines creeping
Up the sides of your leg
Moss involved in lineage.
Memory was lost
With blue-black baskets
That bobbed unevenly
About hands of ancient grain
Settling into the hallows.
And River flowed
With anonymous voices
That reached the trees
And clouds, boulders, and lichen,
And touched the lips
Of each those lost.
Could it be denied?
The Golden Lotus
Of a peaceful descent
From limb to earth
Upon an autumn clear.
I am a glowing ember
A garden of love
Transposed into light
Fixating on your mind
And gently reminding you
How the sun rises every day
And each Spring
How the blossoms erupt
And the bees return
To bring you honey.
I awoke to find the land had changed
A gentle blanket had settled down
Covering what I could see
Sleeping in the trees.
Clouds had moved away and off
Left the day with a blue sky
One that reflected white;
Brightness hard to see.
So far there were no footsteps
Hiding all that humans had chose to leave,
This left deep peace upon my mind
Setting my regret for once free.
Did you think about the path
That took your shoes
From there to here?
Pebbles and roots
That touched your feet
And gave you
Little messages
That reminded you of a dream.
I woke today
With my clear dream
Where I watched
The ball of your foot
Circulate through
The forest so calm
And every step
That you took
Brought you silently to me.
Worry left me
As I sat and pondered
What suffering
Shall I have
If all shall
Be gone?
So I floated
In glass
And coccoon
Released
From all
Toxins
That had
Begun to gather
Waving
Seed pods and stalk
Resistance
Callused and painful
I’ve lost Eagle
Blown in the wind
It went so high
Into the sky
Upon a new mission,
Found a gliding wing
And left me here;
Eagle gone free.
It found me on
One cold night
In Northern Ontario
Blew in on a cold gale
Upon the torn up and buggered banks
Of Huron in a golden hour.
Like a mystic thought gone,
Eagle and me
Our fond memory.
With windows
I walked to my ledge
Found out inside
What depth I could hide
Too late
Too long.
With flowers
I held out for more
At the brink of each thought
So that seers could smell
No more
No right.
With sky
I woke into day
An open escape
Eyes of an eagle
So big
So deep.
And with forest
I called out unanswered
So each sentence was cleared
In absence of distraction
I lay
I awoke.