DROPLETS
Sunwands turn rain droplets
into blackberry drupelets
as enkindled okra seeds
acknowledge heliocracy
HIS VOICE
If Moses' angels were
to make us cleave
the mirror of the Purple
Sea
and coerce us into choosing
a single strand of his
spiraling music strings..
would it be the
melodies through
which God rings..
or lyric elegies
angels sing..
or the master fingers
dancing through
submissive strings..
....we would pass
these by
.. his voice to hear
.. its chariot
does.. his soul
to us bring..
it is the 'sound of
many waters'
THREE PATHS ON WATER
There are many paths
over the bay
.. the stone bridge
.. the foam wake of boats..
.. the glowing path of
the sunset..