bathing
chandel      eirs
    exhausted by
nomads retreating within
the
paracosm of a Mountaintop
 
         snow in your voice
a bell being sounded
       bell(((((
              )))))

   receptive to the running water
  a sauna made of afterflower
      you have heard the gospel of lazy shoepolish/obsidian palms

     and worried over
    beaches that are really just an exte
nsion of the whole
jealous Pacific

flaura shyly stripped of glory
     whisp ering
like a convent
 about the mist applause

  the python noise of
hot springs
                     where its inhabitants were born/why they release a certain
desperate O
  to the mountaintop sleeping with        spirited confidence
     this palace of stone which relies
on no approval
  not even the sky, or the early tangerine
dawn
    not silence
        or previous wars, these travellers seek to cocoon & spring forth as a
       colossus
    that no longer has the capibility for tears
           where home becomes world
as rock communions with Yggdrasil
        and the leviathan of time will
collapse
    unceremoniously before the first leaf
 of the newly formed valley has
ever heard
Autumn's seductions
    
       ah, the golden migrant wreathed in
   the liquid base of their worship
    may oneday achieve
  an
absolute renouncement of the soul

   for a bluebird to be born
amid the
overgrowth

Time is a valuble thing;
and although it is merely a concept we came up with ourselves,
we still tresure it deeply.

"I don't have enough time"
Make your own time,
If you want so badly for something to happen,
you have to make it happen.

I've been sitting by for too long waiting for things
to fall right into the palm of my hands.
I wanted the world to give into me.
Then i realized; the world wasn't mine to dominate.
In itself, the world is it's own being,
For years its been captivating life far beyond our capibility.
And for people to think that our mother earth as just an object,
that we can take complete charge of,
is simply a misunderstood idea.

You see; you are exactly like the world,
You are your own being,
I wanted you to fall into me,
but then I realized that you can not take charge of other living things.
You have to let them live on their own.
If they so choose to do things for themselves; let them.

Live for yourself, not others.
Help out when you can.
Love often.
Let things grow.