dawning luminous light
in front of direct
strength glowing
remind me again
because i agree with you
if you say that i am weak
winter, spring, summer, and fall
where i met nature's vast spirits
within our lower vehicle's ride
a man with such to become still
allowing experience to be enough
through relative birds chirping
showing visible toro's inner tear
of saga seekings to end rage pure
all dies other than our love fore its creative is to meet
itself again and again reflectively with each passing so
letting go of that that fades knows without doubt of god
and such that none are made glass though all will shatter
-j.a. knolls
