Layered Fragments, Becoming Whole

As the days pass
Sunrise, Sunset, Midnight

To dawn…

Oh, to dawn
The sky slowly fading from smoky indigo to
Eyelids t ou ched by
Warm light
Heavy weighty Dew
Saturated
Forest – multiple layers of resin
Poured
In hyper-lapse
Until peeking sun rays wipe away the last
Tear
drops clinging to the very t
i
p
s
Of tall blades
of

G R A S S

Making meaning
Being
O P E N
Receptive
To it a l l … breathless beauty

Sometimes I wish for subdued
Muted
Quiet
Feelings…

Happiness is…
Bright, brighter still than the sun
although f l e e t i n g
like soapy
Iridescent
Bubbles…
Sadness is… home
A deep flesh wound…
Searing
White hot
from pressed
salt. – Cleansed
Constant
Buzz
Anger is… a black box… threatening to

detonate

Wonder
Oh, wonder is air

Is breath

Is
pain…

Skin – membrane is thin
Like translucent washi
paper
Beautiful in its
Insistence on form
Even
If
barely

There.

Handle with care.