LANGUID EVERGREENS
AS THE SOIL CONVENES
ON AN OVERCAST MORNING
A COMMUNE WITH NATURE’S
PEACEFUL, EASY SERENITY;
AN EPIPHANY

AS JUNIPERS BLOOM
IT’S FAIR TO ASSUME;
THE TREES ARE SCREAMING
ANCIENT INCANTATIONS DREAMING
UNEMBELLISHED INVOCATIONS
GIVE EACH LIFE NEW MEANING

KEEPERS OF THE FLAME
INDIGENOUS REMAINS
CAGED IN METAL BOXES
UPON THE OPEN PLAIN;
A HAWK CIRCLES LISTLESSLY
HUNG IN THE WESTERN SKY

RIGHTEOUS YOUTH
STIR UP THE EARTH
TO MAKE WAY FOR NEW GROWTH
TO TILL THE SOIL
AND PLANT THE TREES;
A RE-BIRTH OF SORTS