there is a short pause

between the gulps of light wind

as if the breeze was a person here

that sees you and soothes you

like the view of all the

green shouting up from all around

each tulip and onion and rose and garlic and

It seems you are the way

to actually appreciate this moment

with the pleasure of every day

and it is not

to feel safe and salvation but

just to be clear and present

while the lightness of your touch is

a different personality than

the overpowering energy of

your mind while speaking yet

I long to endlessly devour both

like the body depth of feeling

when standing under

a waterfall

and your eyes tell me

songs that I know

will dream me to seek

dissolution