there is something
about the way they leave
with hands still deep in
the heart of me
but what hurts the most
is how easy it seems, like
the effortless act of
wind uprooting seeds
i guess some storms
are born just for shaking
away what’s not deep
but the blames not on me
for seasons change and
soon spring came to
wash the blame
i bloomed
away all
due to
pain
and light
shined too
through parts i knew
you took the moment i met you
and from these holes my branches
grew resilient to the heat of june and
now they reach up to the moon
and harbor light to shine and
swoon the ones who come
to love me new but leave
me wild when they're
through i smile every
time they do as it's
your shadow
dancing
too

Through these woods on red tint trails;
Mount Hood is where I go

Stresses regress on mountain's back;
steady streams glisten bliss

Little lizards crawl round rocks
Mother Nature their only clock

In summer's open fields of grass,
yellow flowers bloom in pacts

Colored birds tune melody
Forest whispers harmony

Private property impedes my journey.
Hey, this is my earth, too.

Birds, trees, and humming bees may swing as they desire
But God forbid my fellow man idle just one hour

Open roads open doors
to worlds I've never seen before

I enter.
You may shoot to my doom, but I intend to bloom

all i
grew
affects
you too
and every
single plant
in bloom can
feel me move
when you blink
my world is new
the cosmos come
to life through you
+ all you do—for all
you see—is all of you