tangent to this world

these tufts of stamens

make pollen eddies in winds

vertices of spring

walnuts cached by birds

stuffed in trees like pigeon holes

but too plump to share

hello my cooper’s

I see you, out on your limb

tangent to this world

when the Earth reflects

the sky from its spherical

lens, you manifest

your soft little arms

dance as the land touches sea

silent melodies

this — your density

of patterns — cling to hard stones

in shells of held breath

within you — through death

a revelation of light

is what you become

your roots don’t always

stay buried deep in the loam

you might take a walk

oh, my trillium

your sweet little face greets me

with the deepest smile

as we pass from one

state to another — just think

water is water

your random walk here

has left a silver lattice

of your history

the purple camas

have revealed themselves today

a violet joy

limbs of pink flowers

conduct a symphony — of

busy buzzing bees

cypress, my dear friend

your deciduous-self is

exploding with green

your ability

to reach with your whole being

for light — is wonder

I just don’t know why

a beauty like you, should be

named anything false

there’s a torus here

bound to a large leaf maple

that knows the earth turns

your fiddle solo

is astonishing beauty

on this forest floor

not all of us bloom

color can detract — distract

from this — our structure

raindrops make you feel

the cold wet firmament — now

you feel so alive