It was hefted upon a breeze - As in a warm, flowing current Through a sea of palo verdes - To search for an embankment. That seed of promise -

Like gold of Havilah God is true and straight. I can exhort Adonai For his tender heart. Be it ambivalence

Keep your vigil, whispers of gray— Speak of what I do understand. Assault the evil glare of day; It doesn’t speak for my heart – Rather for the city made of stone

Ample is the rising sun That alights the furthest mountain… A carmine drape upon every hill— Exciting the birds to warble. Ample, too, is the evening sun

By a gently flowing creek— I saw a swallowtail flutter About my head, as though meek— And land softer than a feather. He was large enough, I swear—

Jesus stole him from me; A cleft of my heart went With my beloved to grand company. Shock distracted the void - Grief befriended melancholy

Every day is a new adventure A new iota, a new gnosis— Search not by the easy standard But see through the eyes of genesi… The more I learn, the more I love

A dream is a butterfly Fresh from the cocoon That is realized and soon Flutters up into the sky Or faltering, goes astray

To a stranger who has died Money is nontransferable— That the Egyptians tried— The kings – they’re unconsolable – But I know of things that follow:

Along the way Birds whistle a tune As if to set a mood But I know not what to say. The figure slowly thickens

Old age doesn’t exist for all Because many claim its presence; I submit that living goes on Through many-hued firmaments. A shade of love lives here

My friend once sighed That he watches planes fly by And wonders where they’re going. The world’s tempo beats on. I, too, prefer to stop along

Death, to me, is a stranger; I know not his whereabouts. I’ve seen him but haven’t heard – I know of him but we’ve not met. He spoke at length with my elder

Come and find me in this garden; I know not where the hours go. Palm fronds brush against my cheek… Lone toadstool, blush of mallow. They say this is the Garden of Ed…

El Capitan– you are a joint Within the Sierra Nevadas Of punctuated granite - A sentinel of the ages. Sylvestris partition -