By And Large My River's Edge

Back into the brain

Back into the heart

I am doing my best

I am without rest

I can see the word we use is whiskful

I can see the light

spilling,  pouring 

into your choice flys 

I can see so far apart spreading wide

I can see the bird

I can see the river is going so sweet

I can see the flow

I can see the poems

I can see my river's edge glittering

I can see all the action

above and below

go by soaring

oh, what peaceful

distractions be to me

out of phases

through the branches

sunshine responsive calling

out upon a line

out upon a time 

again that passes

was going well

roll on one at a time

as this apple-bud starts to burst

oh, such and such

with no nets below from places

high and low searching 

senses that do exist

pulling me back on 

out of the steps here

and skips across water

into another better world

back into the brain

back into the heart

I am doing my best

I am without rest

I can see the word we use is whiskful

I can see the light

spilling,  pouring 

into your choice flys

I can see so far apart spreading wider

I can see the bird

I can see the river is going so sweet

I can see the flow

I can see the poems

I can see my river's edge glittering

I can see all the action

above and beneath

go by soaring

still I am thankful

for then however

remembering well

I don't think about that

I wish I was better at this bag

of my own dead-ends

still I am grateful 

if for the thoughts

for all the sights 

oh, what peaceful

distractions it be to me 

out of phases 

through the branches

sunshine responsive calling

out upon a line

out upon a time 

that passes by

hold on catch a light 

the wind rolls on one at a time

I turn blank

I turn blind

to think of it again

although I see

although I go

all and all told me

search on

constantly now 

i'm setting it free

just letting go likewise 

'tis some