redemption
learn
to be
lost
paper memories
desperate to be in flesh
impatience at the window
an under tow of courage
lifts the brow above
that easy smile so awash
with inner joy and
so warm
and accepting of man
to chronicle the fear behind
all favors expressed
harvesting this life the world
loves so openly
as those who sail the wine dark sea
of self
create their own unequalled
fragile feast
to dove tail these experiences
from the bust of spirit
with their will of wonder
gloriously at the helm
ready to steer the once
awkward vessel
ever forward
to the ends of the earth's purpose
for holding them there
in the bosom of her mother's embrace
willing to foster any breath bound
being
with the shelter of her soil, water
and skies
for the duration of every last body's
birth and subsequent death..............
(March 2, 2008 401am)