when the qualms are exorcised&
monsters melt, you see into the radiant night
investing my innermost groves
then your purr creates my soul
in one fell swoop& fuses
us beyond reason
toward laughter's song and patch
of tears raining for earth's scars
feeling memo fossils embedded
in art, alchemy of time water& rock,
essential as pine pipe& grace,
consciousness free
FLB 1996
Swale Canyon, Washington
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