They Swim Through The Sky Waters,
Heading South,
Rippling Like A Beaver’s Swim,
Wood In His Mouth.

Wild Geese Sense
When And Where To Go.
Busy Beavers Know
What To Do.
It’s We Humans Who Mix The Order
With Disorder.

On The Hill
Contemplating
The Valley
An Interpretation
Of Plentitude
Evolutionary Fecundity
So Many Greens
Huddled Together
Reaching Out And Grasping
Exerting Their Own
Nature-Filled Meaning And Destiny.

Is There A Son Around Which
Our Lives Must Take Orbit And
Spin With Worshipful Signatures?

Trade Your Desire For Fire
A Journey With Your Daughter
Pepper Your Love With Laughter
Rest Your Eyes At Home

The Sacrifice