At base camp looking up

At base camp looking up

Remembering thin air

And my capacity

I’m here now and not there

The recoil of my spring

The release of my band

On a south facing slope

Determined to find and

Overwhelmed by others

Overwhelmed by others

My yellow bleeding blue

Walls and ceiling swelling

My windows share their view

Extracting from the green

Finding daisy center

Send signals to my roots

Until the next enter

Weather worn, whether torn

Weather worn, whether torn 

Silences leaves me with noise

Efforts to be better

A leaning tree with poise

Seeking new momentum 

New outward branch of growth

Inevitable change

Self-made promise and oath

Desire takes strange highways

Desire takes strange highways

Detours and one way streets

The peripheral lost

Perfection self competes

Hope takes a better road

More feasible of friends 

If patience is willing

Long stretches and dead ends

Too many fast growers

Too many fast growers

Too quick to have the all’s

In seeking flash fireworks

They miss the light that crawls

Thrilling rollercoasters

The palaces and throne

And not the wind and air

The things we cannot own

Ran once but now pull me

Ran once but now pull me

Spring demanding presence 

Renew do not expire

Exude effervescence 

Abandon hard old wood

And bathe in beginning 

Set reluctant feet down

On the Earth that’s spinning

Not in gradual space

Not in gradual space

Between depth and shallow

It’s lost crossing a line

Thinner than a shadow

Baggage of moments, our

Unforgettable time

The bombastic blooming

Casual to sublime