the seldom love
nature | philosophy | poems
the seldom love
most sorry
cannot bring to carry
kept the stressful day
oceans emotion
stall tall squall in doubt of dawn
red lines streak black sky with gray
silver moon slip through crack in cloud
wind blown winter score the Ice
pelt the earth to her inner core
a darker dimmer beam
from shooting star recede
angel hitch a ride
trip where dipper lie
let spirit be your guide
an easy peace of pride
extreme release unwind the night
complete a kinder mind
the sign of the dove.