You open me up
like an envelope without...
The penumbra of Illumination.
The echo of birds’ footsteps in silence...
...desiccated earth
where the river used to flow...
On the canvas,
I was drawing only the feet...
Winter
It falls down weightless...
~~~
All through the woods and twixt the brooks...
I found your lilies
and your roses...
Ah, it was not a diamond
ring. In your palm was sitting...
Summer
Outside in the warm summer air...
Lounging upon a bed of moss,
underneath an abandoned tree...
Mind-set of fractured
faith, falters...
Seething with agony.
Unsinned...