crossing

a crossing
to a new day
a bridge
between
the last
and this

keeping
acute focus
on the whole
not examining
the individual fragments

relief
the river
below
a flowing
of the extraneous
watching

Luscinia

lovely nightingale
with the golden tail
trills at eve
in a rhythmical
hypnotic flow

the lyric the key
to the insight
you seek
you need

poetry abounds in her heart
singing sanative songs
providing a path through fear
her

three spirits one man

if you listen deeply
you will hear
my howl
it comes from my heart
sometimes in
soft whispers
sometimes
a hollering call

always of love
always protecting
always for you

at day
as i roam
forging through the woods
it is my test

the you

are you listening
to me
the me inside of you
the 1
you turn to
when lonely
when bored
the 1
who answers
with
sometimes
not so kind words
the 1
who thinks you’re the best
even
when

Prima’s dance

capturing
all the positivity
of the universe
in melodic movement

her spirit ignites
after twilight

basking in
a moonlit space

she embodies
grace

blessing
everything
in her realm
spreading beauty
with each pirouette

her dance
speaks
of strength
her dance
speaks