Becoming Attune
5
Two stags warring snag
Their antlers and begin
Negotiations.
4
Forever ago
All Stars went out … now we watch
Infinity die
3
Rippling water
Reflections, Nature’s static,
Only beautiful
2
When do you go from
Your Home in the world-Mother
Little dying Bird?
1
Seven Ravens hold
A vigil in the Moon’s Light—
The Fallen lookéd on
0
Is this how
Memory of Heaven Smells?
Fresh Pine
I get a nice feeling from this poem, like sitting in the sun 🙂