i hope th full moon brings yu
soulful n subtul
illuminaysyuns spirit physical
being smiles innosent
lafftr

my best thots ar with yu with th
moons refleksyuns who can know
th wayze uv nite n day our passage
each day
around th sun n th layrs uv th moon
shining turn th tides n ourselvs n
sew sweetlee play th runnrs uv th
palimsesting songs wherevr yu
go n lay yu ar goldn th cedar
rivrs sky n erth fire n air say yr
vois in th winds meeting an othr
time within n changing
arrivals uv dreem uncircul
cum in re entr n breeth
th tendr air

Originally published in White Wall Review 41 (2017)