He stops in the park

All he owns in a trash bag

Where will he next sleep?

Please consider this

There's more truth in a raindrop

Than in all the verse

This is a circle

A self-replenishing course

Deathless and renewed

Hounds howling behind

Crouched in the Great Dismal Swamp

He gasps for freedom

 My bright scarlet dawn

Ever-changing realm of light

Fades into the day

 Impermanent life

A rose not spared for fragrance

Or tree for its strength

 Red-headed vulture

Glides on the storm's forward draft

Tilting its broad span

Ineffable way

Impassively abundant

Calm without effort

 Draped in glaucous clouds

The mountain warns in deep voice

I will drop this cloak!

 Surmise white and black

Source of all color and none

Pacifically one

A brilliant day

All that the sunlight touches

Is almost molten

Her days are now pale

Dry petals floating beyond

Accepting the stream

 To be good enough

In a tumultuous world

A small place for calm

Lash me to the tree

Leave me to confront the gale

Fearless and awestruck

 

In the fire's dark scar

Golden crownbeard flourishes

From ashes to life

 Natural fellow

Auburn locks to his shoulders

Passes with a smile

 The glorious bloom

Untimely cut and displayed

Will tender no seeds

 Do not rage the night

It will close its heavy eyes

And bring you comfort

 This unshadowed noon

Lie down in a soft meadow

Bare your breast to warmth

 Now go out with me

Inhale this rain's balmy draught

We'll take no shelter

 This day so shining

So filled with glorious light

That I dare not blink

A sonorous horn

Portends a lumbering train

Departing Flagstaff

 You know the feeling

When the air is close and tense

Foretelling the rain

What has not been seen

So beautiful nonetheless

No more if beheld

 Please don't explain me

Or assign me some purpose

Leave me uncertain

 This dawn of summer

A smile on the garden's face

Sparkling eyes of dew

 Chickadees chirping

Bright-vested robins hopping

Jays call from the trees

 There's too much knowledge

And a shortage of wonder

Gaze and be amazed

 Dangerous cadence

The sky descends in torrents

Run for higher ground!

 When you do not seek

What abundance you will find

Waiting in the woods

 Sun-seared and wind-worn

He stands at the Interstate

His life on his back

What the lightning said 

Be warned of the laden sky

Heed my bright alarm

 They are less married

Derived of their yesterdays

Together but not

 There's a better grace

In a single wildflower

Than all religions