Through the Night

-------Through the Night-------

Up in rhythm

sound the horns

the red bud opens

a world is born.

Silver Maple, willow

and rose

color awakens

the hidden

exposed.

Every end begins 

another

leaf on earth

the model cover.

Layers of time

layers of light

a band of stars

plays through 

the night.

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From a Dream

-------From a Dream-------

Springtime reflects 

off the lakes still water.

A perfect mirror

to every cloud,

leaf 

and song

emerging from sleep.

To the peeper's choir

set beneath a long 

yellow willow, 

we woke 

with wonder in our eyes,

entangled in blankets 

and each other,

Like the world 

becoming 

from a dream.

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Granite Hills

-------Granite Hills-------

I have left many thoughts 

to these granite hills.

Out of my pockets

and my hair they fall

upon cold, wet earth

into the cracks of coming Spring.

I let go what I must to heal,

stepping to the rhythm of growth.

And as the sun rises,

a beautiful, green leaf

emerges 

from the darkness.

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Our Song

-------Our Song-------

The moment between

a note and 

another;

A perfect emptiness 

imprinted 

by a seed.

The Drummer's hand lifts,

dawn strikes the mountain

and we unfold.

Leaf by leaf,

the song

emerges.

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