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

Weeds as tall as children Partially hide the dusty windows. A long silence hangs Where once promise echoed. Broken glass fills the street—

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

Oh star – brightest star – That’s first in the sky – I don’t need advice; I just need an ear. Nobody else must know

What love is this That spellbinds me And keeps me returning To read scripture? Older I will get

What a curtain Bisbee has That keeps Mexico subdued And influences the lands From which the Sierra was hewn. What purple folds keep Oaxaca

You can no more catch the sun Than I can command the rain Yet love is an experience Worthy of anguish for gain.

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

I was smote by words As a soldier with bullets ‘Til I harnessed their power And they slight retreated lest I would fire back

Flowers in the desert Vibrantly grow forth In yellows and purples Despite the salty Earth And when I think about

Like the Sphinx Igor lies regally With eyes closed off To the world. He finds his zen

The treetop glimmers outside my wi… As light, dancing upon the leaves— Shimmers off each leaf in soft yel… From afar, my attention is retriev… By light, pure and perfectly aglow…

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…

Oh joy! at the night sky And the wonder it declares. How flirtatious! How they flare— The many stars on high! There’s Castor and Pollux

When long days drag on me And my soul cries in the dark Then I speak my prayer in sleight And He slips it into my jar. Prithee – give it wings to fly up