Glimmer Glory: Answer Abundance

Babe of wilderness stake

Double portion.  Mad though

I have been flight of fancy

Breathless from the fall.  Favored

Penitent, kneeling to the east,

Rise.  The light speaks: What

Name?  What Face?  What Dawn?


Lotus Blossom Wildlife Watching

Hear the praise

Of thunder, clay of my

Clay, bridal bed and

Grave.  I have felt you

Tremble as the newborn

Foal.  I have found you

Deadly as the diamondback

Still in the shadow

Of the canyon.  A kiss,

Adam, and let it be

Over—forty days and

Forty nights, one student,

And at last the whirlwind—