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For the sake of the trees " And their sweet impossibilities To grow any bigger than the mountain! For the sake of the geese..

Death calls me like a raincoat In the sunshine I meditate Cool raindrops touch my cheek Death calls me to serrate. As the lot..

Weeping, sporadic flamesJoyous leafs turning gold Mirroring oil and water Life’s season - extolled … Stripped back to th..

Love is a union with the universe Words are bees, blest the hive That sleeps at the entrance Where; a black sun consumes sleeps. Gui..

The snow is falling and melting Soon I’ll sleep and meet a star That never melts or hides Soon I’ll drift on a wind That s..

It was I fed those stars into your mouth This is normality, isn’t it? Every fibre rushes forth forks of lightning As rain spills ov..

I notice a dip in his eyes Like some Japanese water chime His eyes were prying like mine “O what parables we share”. ..

So, the world is always out of focus In its Ferris wheel of strangeness It locates to the nearest cog deftly. The arrow of a swift&rs..

The night precipitates I shall sleep endless dreams I shall live"die, pupate! And, perpetuate! Velvet winged butterflies… ..

“Of course a tree has rings… And each a wedding band” O to be the “bride” of such a tree … To bask i..