Laraway, Laraway
What have I done?
Left you this morning out of haste,
love and distaste for solitude?
Oh, what are you to think of me?
Sorta confused about this world lifeanAll,
I think that some apology is in order:
to earth moon sun and sky - -
my humble service,
the living day for you Sun
under cloud over sky around us all
and I am grateful from your offering
Nature and Earth, water open sea,
gore crevasse terre
Sky To you Buddha starling Sky of clouds
of air of wind and birds,
I thank you for sending
my lifeforce in meditation...
And Moon,
to whom I have no words,
Moon for love invested
like bankmoney I love you most Moon
not more than earth
sun or sky
not more than water
not more than nature’s wind Speaking
but as forwords and
backwords revolve
or like a spring fog or lowing mist
off the sea (Fogbells and light)
I think of Moon at each passing note
With each hair growing steadily
suspended on sand The overlapping plane of mountain
Sun
And
Night
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