Kindly Embedded

Remember,
as fissures portray past pressure,
the lightness once easily endured.
Gentle carpet beneath callused tread
as the echoing sound reminds of soon
warming embrace from mother's hands.
Kindly replace the kneeling creature
as left undisturbed in its place.
As you, tornado of ivory, never worry
to be late, swiftly return to base.
Adventure to approach in abundance,
revolving in semesters with nature's tutor.

Remember,
as body aches, and society obscures
like the cloud once favored, the way
the tin rings in soothing symphony.
Your best friend for years, pure endear,
rushed through autumn fallen, until
her time too came to be near.
With patience, again the postured life
of spring will renew the green begin.
As you cut, and scrape, and escape the
burdens until age takes root, the
fertile surroundings: forever your muse.

Heres to you.

Climactic Embrace

Like a bad love story you know it when you see it.

That’s the one.   Perfectly casting that inviting path

to it’s beautiful crevices.    Maybe rough, or smooth

in many tones like the beauty of a birch.   This isn’t

read in profitable parchment, or spoken in institution.

It is felt. Aristotelian within which we cannot explain,

maybe a transplant from that spirit we think we know.

It desires to be held with arms outreached, flourishing

it’s insulating warmth.     Creating beautiful rigidness.

Watch it soak.   Pulling   you   into   it’s   soulful  base.

Ignoring second thoughts puts you against it’s tempting

surface, feeling life travel through your fingertips. Listen

closely. Ear resting on it’s outer, so much alive on the 

inside as much as out.    Reach and feel a protrusion. 

Pulling yourself  up  and into that desirable place, far 

away from distraction. Feel your head develop liquid,

as life is recycled amongst it. Travel up, deeper into the

cooling warmth.     That last step perhaps the hardest, 

always sooner than expected as pace is hardly determined. 

Breathe in the freshness of the loving air, holding on tight. 

Enduring relaxation in the towering embrace, a perspective 

achieved in the red-tail’s place. Like love at first sight, 

some which stand before cannot resist a climb.

hard days night

daily sun long forgotten                             as nights dark                               fills a soothing setting comfort slight overdue  as patterns laid out                      before patiently waiting  mother is ready for everything to fall   in a structured place                      alone at the round timber that seems like oldest of oak we never focused on the rings                     clocks ticking until dawns arrival  forget tomorrow        and reap sow in the moment                     measure twice cut once     he always said                                                                    i listened    she already

                                                              knew   the shimmering

                                                              wheel waits to separate

                                                              the conjoined vibrancy

                                                              as  many  inches  away

cascading  love  watch with  frozen glance                      like father to newborn  cut once measure  twice but he shares no gaze          we know                      he wishes past change       return to work under   the  low  light   from  a  house  lost                      illuminating in lynched fashion  focusing on most original symmetry    proportioned                           to receiver      a heart so many blessed by     

                                                             the   warmth   enclosing

                                                             generations           under

                                                             selfless design  wicks lit  

                                                             caught frozen  in time as

                                                             four   english   not   seen

only heard like rains serenity          one day                     enjoyed  under  thoughtful woven shapes between disproportioned walls she measures                   stitch   to  patch with living   accuracy   never complained         even the floors                            crooked                

Enlightening Dark

How easily I can compare thee.

Halos of green, cleansed breath at first sight.

To the comforting shade of a willow tree.

A firm base in which stands, equally free.

Visibly lucid, constructed with sheer might.

How easily I can compare thee.

A structure so pure of flowing strands, no need for one’s plea.

As the dark deepens, stars reveal bright,

To the comforting shade of a willow tree.

As this head rests, the lasts thoughts marquee.

Willows roots thicken, planted throughout night.

How easily I can compare thee.

To such eminent presence, a profusion of esprit.

My first thought after rise, perched red tail, inspiration takes flight.

To the comforting shade of a willow tree.

Eager to give, a positive bloom to foresee.

To continue this growth, would be sure to incite.

How easily I can compare thee,

To the comforting shade of a willow tree.

Be inspired. Happy Valentines Day.

Intorsion

The forest was unnaturally bright, welcoming.

Yet only with the cautious movement of skepticism.

Entering, one foot to another, a close width path forces

an increase in unusual awareness. Traveling deeper

in an addictive nature, shadows of the wilderness tend to

engulf me whole, while unknown growth distorts what is left of a clear thought.

Deeper. Deeper, as my eyes struggle to find a hint of that warming light from above.

The darkness prevails, like a short winter’s day,

as a mono painted cloud hides the demanding element.

My pace becomes steadier with eagerly placed steps, barely

maintaining balance over the rooted surface.

Adjusting eyes are forced to focus on a small wooden footbridge ahead.

Stumbling. Running, the crossing is met. Eager feet creak over

the neglected, tarred structure to its unconfident peak.

Without patience, I peer over the rough, splintered rails, and glance

into the murky water. No eyes return a familiar stare in the eerily calm liquid.

An eternity seems to float by as my hurried arrival is accompanied by a swift exit.

Pacing further, mind distraught, not returning glance at the now long past bridge.

Heavily weighted questions begin to tire my overwhelmed mind, and body.

Developing fear, as the unknown designs created by my lack of mindfulness

become clever distractions of an evil hand, only to be fixated on one’s self.

Furiously shaking, the conscious appears, and reappears as often as blinking sight.

The blurry surroundings remind me of my sprinting. Heavy breathing. Pores venting.

Like a trial by fire. Spring-cleaning. 

As quickly as a longed dry forest ignites, the burst is intense, accurate, 

and adequately liberating. Legs are numb, rate is moderate,

as the color appears ahead. No longer is the clouded darkness a focus as the vivid green

floods any doubting perception. As the senses begin to clear, my internal roots

continue to rush pure blood through lethargic muscles.

I have reached the clearing, the beautiful, and breathtaking clearing.

I transcend the dark forest, and stand amongst the infant dandelions,

slowly breathe in the vast beauty, and endless inspiration now surrounding me.

Golden rays descend onto a nearby spring, glittering.

Cautiously, I approach, welcomed by leaping splashes.

I gaze into the organic mirror decorated with dancing gold and resting green,

recognizing at last a returning figure with a gesture long-forgotten, 

... and smile.

Allied Victory

Migratory birds instinctually find their way.

Some develop content, ignoring the natural, and losing focus,

then you have to deal with their shit.

Surrounded by a welcoming flock, a bird

is maintaining development. A murmur

in focus is quickly regained as the lustrous

creatures spread their wings,

 balanced on a wind of support.

Be keen of the flock, as a bird may never

know when the next hard flight will be 

taken.

Rivkah

The river intensifies with the breath of fresh air that is your smile;

Comforting hidden green gems. Organic, and rightfully so is a prayer for snow.

Waves of dark cast a light of endless thought.

A pure convergence as intwined birch plants warmth, and clarity.