Invasion was thin
like a feather's fall...
After carbon dating
you will find...
When,
the scream ends, you start...
Blending with the light,
as ancients did...
Crossing the divine,
I ask the marigolds...
This is not done, I just thought of this on the...
The earth is alive and she breathes...
Becoming scattered,
the winged visitors...
The pungent smoke.
Someone was burning...
A cherry legacy
and the orange pick...
the thrill of meeting;
you thunder through my mountain...
The wind was black
and I wanted to make an eye contact...
Becoming musical
at the end time...