[ chill to bone ], etc.

[ chill to bone ]

 

chill to bone
leg-dragging vagrant
long winter

 

In front of you

 

when you hear the wind

blow through the sand dunes in the setting sun
you will know
we have been here for centuries
without knowing that

Ask Me

 

not the river
not the mountain

not the flower
not...
        in a morning
when the light touches
the soul

anything, almost, anything
can be beautiful