Lament the tall sweet meadow grass
where wind no longer blows
lament the lark that’s taken wing
and left us only crows
but you and I endure my love
through rain and wind and sun
for only time can part the ways
when two hearts beat as one

Mayfly
all snowy white wings
delicate fragile things
that dance and skim the summer air
hardly there
a second of modernity
to experience eternity
what if a penultimate day in May
to play and love & live
was all you had to give?

A light growing bright,
and changes frequency.
Earth forgotten a time
before the push screen.

Happy Mothers Day/Guardians Day

To all the moms/parental figures who give the world and ask for nothing in return (but deserve the universe)