Your heart beat upon mine, so,
That left me listening;
A window opened for my depth.
Here, I tarried at this sweetest scent
Making you the only known
As I witnessed an orchid open into bloom
I held my hand so strong
Against the sweetness on my tongue
And rhythm abreast my chest.
Find me if you can
I wont be singing at the gates
Found a path
That led me down a mountain road.
Came upon two pillars
I took to calling affectionately
Mister One and Mister Two.
Hello, how are you,
It’s good to find you here
I have come from far
And I’ve got a bit to go
Share a tea, I’ve got enough for three.
And a bird came
Whistling to me
That took me off
To find a beautiful melody
Since that was all
I had ever hoped
Would find me here.
I don’t want to forget you, my little man
Though I know time will ease
What harsh corners left your wake.
I see your bounce,
Your lovely heart,
Your ever curious nudge
Jumping at my dangling hand
Across the yard in little chatter
As day awakes and starts again.
Your nose was really ever curious,
I watched you learn it’s newness
Opening for you an abundance
Across the fields you searched.
Our forest was quiet this morning
Moreso than ever before
No Ruu to keep me safe
From distant thumping of a small grouse
Crashing as you made your way
From one to another I could not see.
The dam I use to cross the creek
I remember the first time
You fought your fear and jumped with me!
How excited you were from thenceforth
To cross across and back again,
You’d run around and back and forth
Bounding with the joy of life.
Your presence brought us all alive,
Not a feat to misunderstand,
For since the day we found each other
The farm was changed:
Day’s toil was full of a scamp
Day’s end was full of a laughs
Day’s start was full of curious.
And today, Ruu, I miss all of you
For it was you who was so true
And tomorrow, I’ll miss you then
For your work was just beginning
We had plans for which you were the Keystone,
Friends for which you were the leader,
In short, a homestead
For which you were the center.
Goodbye dear Ruunikakonikakovski
You live in my heart
Though you are now free.
So I awoke
And the lines that had drawn my face
Began to swirl and dip
Which brought me to my knees
Where I prayed I could not feel;
So, too, shall I drown again,
My dust fading away
Daring each little pin prick
To surface as a rash
That rattles my skin
From the very bones that keep it here.
This was no dream,
I reminded myself,
I was not reminiscing,
There were two clocks
Slowly ticking as they always had ticked
Slightly out of time
And pressure built
Within my cell walls
To continue to breathe
As Patience had taken me here
Against my own will
And against my respite.
I shall not live in a desert;
My barren land doth not make clear,
Nor doth skies hold down tears.
No, abyss joins the delicate dance
Of wildflowers and hills
Vibrantly flowing down antelope runaways
And into the heart of my soul
That casts away tumbleweeds
Fearlessly, with purification
Given freely by water
– Plentiful and valuable elexir –
Escaping the death do us part.
Marybelle how did you get over me?
Long eyes of Sadness filled Sky full
And Winds whispered my name
So Sun could not be heard
Tempted by Forgiveness.
There were ten thousand soldiers
Marching at Anger’s temperament
Neigh a moment too late
Though Fury hadst control
Of thine very hand that drew thy sword,
Thrashing at Ground’s dirt
Succumbing to no mortal sin
Lashing at no burdened beast,
Anger held within.
Dear Mary what cometh to thy lips
When walking darkened Forest?
Do raindrops find your angered brow
Do your limbs reach out and yell?
Or does each bird of song lay still
Found pierced with your wicked spear
Sunk for every breath of Love
You whispered at my name.
I don’t know what piece of you wants to be free
I’ve searched a while now
A long walk through the forest
And only tracks of wild animals show.
Your mind has spoken
But your heart stays back still
Relentless and wandering
You have yet to let go.
I can open screen doors
To hear the sweet lion roar,
I can warp time inside flannel
And forget about mountains
I’ve left there, behind,
But of your freedom
-Your moment of truth,
Where doth escape render;
Shall hold the reins
For this wild beast.