how will Her nursling
prevail
to childhood
to elderhood
thru obscurity forthcoming?
boats anchor’d—
shores of point loma—
united landing at refurbish’d airport—
solar turbines—
star of india—
anthony’s—
pac star cruises
seaweed stretching from shallows
to surface and nursing rocks
bordering harbor drive—
a curious pigeon bobbing for scraps
too hot to be jogging
unless you’re a jogger
Tomorrow’s not soon enough
from the bugles of despair
towards that sparkle
in the spire of time
oh! to feel the warm voices
of angels
on the wings of a Miracle
no, a universe
in itself
th’ offspring of aeons
such wonder
such beauty
to hold and behold
pray, forever and a day
loujen haxm'Yor 