Sunday, January 1, 2012

left...

the big and telling sky was on watch as its tale told my floating step....
i walked as best with silent, 
feet repeat, sound, so each, so one, so meaning
crack earth, sound sirens from sea, it told me 
no loose stones un-said, I told you so
sun said, son......have me and have faith in this loving shine
rivers with flow, stalk the sideline and work their bend, steered to believe
rocked, walled,  a cradle of disbelief...
teary are the rains...I see them and open my mouth for capture...
they love my become, and Ive starved for theirs.......