Sifting into long lines
the sand, white
the image vast
sun strokes the earth in a feverish decent
Blonde ashes linger
in thick air
as mountain peaks breathe the mystery
of moonlight
Sheltered beneath the stars
and the vastness of night
Lone wolf remains anchored
peaceful, purposeful, content
Red rock surrounds a centrepiece of fire
the density of wood disintegrates
a releasing as passion crackles through
flames and smoke into a crisp, black night
Traces of light
match the stars
the wind subtle in its intention
to breathe life into the skin
Waking up the senses, the voiceless speaks
it’s empty whispers
echoing back unto itself
it’s intention complete
6/7/20