New World 2
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Hawai’i
a century of Siblings
born of Fire and Earth
from the depths of Night
stretching thru the unseen
towards the distant
smile of the Sun
to buss Lower Heaven
and clasp their spirits
as Bouquet of Southern Sea
Olden Love
another seasons of four
have we shar’d
be the fog
thicker
the sidewalks
more uneven
our thoughts
often lost in thought
yet whenever I feel
the lifelines
of thy fragile hand
with mine
‘tis yesterday’s light
I behold
in that fairest of faces
Merry Christmas & A Happy 2020
‘tis not but
“that time of the year again”
when memory needs
reminding—
be it shar’d for all seasons—
a whisper of the heart
on all humanity—
till is spun to a snowflake
the Sun’s golden cocoon
and she flies away
as night
Winter
polar mist
upon me descends
my raiment to shed
myself to slumber
to hibernate
to muse
of the wonderscape
outside my dream cave
till on my brow
comes knocking
the breath of Spring
mystic dandelion
be we but pollen
feeding firm Emptiness
knocking on Night’s sleeping doors
to taste a Lifetime
to aspire for Another
even if Eternity be lore
and beyond our reach?
we’ll see
or not
farmer
his grandsire’s needs
overtaken
by today’s
whose needs
be overtaken
by its own overBirth
loujen haxm'Yor 