today is…

today is a new old day and i am wide awake dreaming cold morning air bear hug soft sun rays sifting through clouds mist well met and beloved solar kiss thank god o Creator who smiles us into existence who laughs breath into my body who sweats who cries who sneezes who coughs who comes and here we all are wet and glistening

“you are a writer,” yes insofar as it is the joy and the pleasure of the fern to unfurl into god’s morning, to open to god’s forest and all its dangers and opportunities

“life so long it might kill you,” so long, life

so long i who swear to pine for Redwoods for their flesh bark soft with fog

wrapped all around our peripheral vision of

blue night starry yet unkissed

it is the nature of the word to play

it is the pleasure of the mouth to speak

would that i with a kiss could quell the whole world’s weeping;

it is the need of the eye to cry

“what do you desire?” :

: i only desire to know the whole story. why have we been unfurled into this dark forest. was the moonlight so strong. a Sword Fern lost and swimming now in Harvest Moonbeam river. o god who can earn a sunrise. Yet up awake now nighttime confusion must be soothed with acceptance, things will arise as they will. so open