manifesto

manifesto

dewdrop in spring birdsong through clouds

from the other shore across vast waters

the same light pecking away our universe

we swim in air and a sound sparkles on trees

we cannot see the first days of our hair by the doorway

no seaweed in the lake of our eyes a door in the waves

no need to open it we stand there not talking it is ours

by the sand beach we leave our shoes and scribble

a letter in the snow that melts as long as the letter lasts

before the lake of fire we converse with the dead and the insects

and rewrite the misty unknown dressed in nature

we avoid the sky and shake all the trees in the world

until their rings come alive again and the moving years

we are sitting still an ocean funneled in the warm snow

of the heart that scares off seagulls and they fly over us

like a cloud that hangs above like a tree that gives shade to late dews

as they beam into each other stealing away from acrid memories of rain