
where, with a resonant clarity,
we fathom fortitude … steady
a place marked with an impulse
found and held within
the fold … honey
green … the color
of my quotidian space
Now, as then, the grace
Of heaven seems holding earth in its embrace.
You've got to dig to dig it, you dig?

where, with a resonant clarity,
we fathom fortitude … steady
a place marked with an impulse
found and held within
the fold … honey
green … the color
of my quotidian space
Now, as then, the grace
Of heaven seems holding earth in its embrace.