born by the waterin the city of motorsa shovel in my handsat play in open fieldsin the factory’s smoky shadow sensing slow deathi dug my way outsaw a life at the end of the tunnel‘twas a great swapping glow swapped childhood for manhoodshovel for weapon and badgeswapped coastlines east for westreligions west for eastswapped weather …

here we are, in this spacejust a bit past venusfreely sailing the firmament bears soaring in escortguidance offered without costinterior compass finding true north refining our divine instrumentsdelicately tuning out statichearing the pure and subtletransmitting a singular evocationto that which moves throughout creation a welcome messagereceiving on the inhaledisseminating on the exhaleembracing everlasting impermanencein advance …

what do i know about this treecommon namelatin namediameter at breast heighttotal heightcrown spreadbirthdate within a decade but graceful oneyour trunk size rootsembrace rock foundationslike there is no tomorrowand over countless yesterdays those perfect anomalies flowslow dancing to silent musicin picture perfect eleganceis it wrong to desireyour companyyour storiesyour caress between informationknowledgeand friendship here and nowi …