Friday, June 17, 2011


I walk the earth
These eyes
Dimmer
By the day
The hawk circles overhead
And just ahead the bridge,
the brown river is about to be halted by the dam
And I smell the scent of gasoline
And dust rises from the streets
As the cars glare by
The future is unclear
Murky like the river
washes clean

there are a million ways that I thank you
a million times a day I say your name
full of reverence and awe



I seek the place where the trees are not twisted
where the sun delivers it's virgin light unto the day
where roads are only ethereal footpaths
and the taint of our history upon the landscape
washes clean with the tide
I am a wonderbug
jumping fish
treetop flyer
that likes
word play
soaring light
diving deep
digging down
I am a seed saver
energy maker
walking in prayer