A range of mountains
gives words. First
dawn took the
breath away then
trees failed to relive
their awesome spring.
A dog walks away,
as people do,
as starling chicks do.
A form of celebration
at any recognition
in this world
seems perfectly
matched to the tidal
onslaught of the years
and love's cooling shade.
So much
for that approach,
so much and more.
