Autumn Poems #1

Leaves of Fire

burn at the ends of branches

reaching into the air

tearing in into the world

consuming the evergrowing tree

that draws fuel from the earth

from roots searching deep in soil

coiled, locked around rocks

dissolving into fluid stone

feeding the flaming tree,

star light and elements

all the same stuff

broken and burned

into the sky.


IMG_0215Can we see the whole picture ever?

Where is the door

we wandered out of at the beginning

into this world crowded with

sensation?  Each experience

a door into another world

and more doors.

The return is never through

the same doors.

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