beyond reason the damage
done to the southern white
sensed as the nervous sky
keeps breathing in and out
...
the dust of empty spaces
washes off children's faces
refresh and restore
...
once more I'll hug
the tips of my fingers
to your chin
in a close dance
...
in the hearth
of the earth
of my mind
today I saw
...
in changing flames of fire
speak to it falsely
speak to it true
words of whispering intention
...
to know His passion
under many moons
in the south
and when He said
...
I found loneliness
in winter's aloe sun
reaching and listening
to the beat of the bark
...
on the wings of a cold
Winter's wind
en route of
the dragon-fly's flight
...
a moment with you
on the sweeping shore
heads low against winds
and pelting sand's peak
...
on cushioned paws
what have you done
in the night
after miles of hunting
...