Red crops

Before I was born in the vast material ... ..
isolated
without touch

In the dark
grew up
the crowd, listing in
sacrifice the roar
Travelled emaciated
from hunger and
torture
solid walls
to marble my wings
shivers in horror

Silently bodies around me
drift, slide
inappropriately to unequal
balances in limbo
denatured

Your heart is full of goodness and love.
I haven't seen such an elegant soul just like you.
Truly, in my heart, you've broaden my affection.
I'll forever keep loving you, day and night.

My body is ignited, I'm now full of fire,
The fire of love won't let me sleep, oh my love.
Ever since you sent this precious flower,
My thoughts are all about you - everyday.

Long wait
simply demonstrates
the wait was long enough

but essential

Since time and tide
stood for no one
why shouldn't you
I wonder

let me know...

On my visit
to the Grand Canyon,
it struck me that many people
spent very little time
actually pondering the view.

Yet, there is so much
to see,
to feel.
To need.

It is like transcendent poetry
chiseled onto the side of each rocky point,
words in vibrant meditation
written within each color
of every canyon wall.

I had to ask why they leave so soon,
how they could turn their eyes away
so casually from such a sacred experience.