Heat Rises, In And You.
Like Thoreau, as Kerouac Rilke, Hesse and Frost knew too The Quest Of The Dream Trees, every child should Know, cabins and fevers and solitude with you, Explode, Explore, Excite, Release in Life and love and laughter To. So, Somewhere To Sit, slow, simple, serene, Weighs of Inner Whirls Rise, open petal supine, prised, parted, moist precious Stream Can Cascade, to a trickle, as full bodied waters Fall a fiery flow in you. So Eye Sit, hear, not to watch time nor two care for time on watch, But, knot as tree not fells, Butt feels, tells, whispers with wisdom of the rings well kept, Be as that gentle raindrop, the imperfect pearl, the cell before cells of storm and foamy life gristle. Thank you Nature for taking me In To Me, Two Sea, Your first dew drop from river deep mountain high. The liquid risings, ocean depths fully heated, Happy Ending never cease Be, cause, affec...