My desire
For my Wild Self
Overflows and
Floods any trace
Of the sophisticated Ego.
Leaving bare the wooden fleet
Containing my shining
Soul bobbing peacefully
On the white-crested
Hurricane.
Walk Softly
The River beneath the River
An artist is someone who can touch
The invisible River that flows beneath
the River everyone else can see.
A Celebration of new Life
The Sun sets
The sun sets in
waves of molten gold
Tracing the quieting sky.
An oratory of crying clouds.
Stories of Springtime
Like waves in tall grass
The echo of your life drifts
Like waves in tall grass.
The seascape of your
Leaking heart
Beyond its quieting
Untamed rain.
