Happiness, held so close
Melted...

I'm captured by the cascade
A simple snowfall...

The Angel and Mystic
With poems and notes...

April's resplendent
With showers of pain...

It would be so simple
To wipe away thy tears...

Love blessed Spring caresses day
Slumber's shadows break away...

Trail of tears reflecting 'cross the painted...
Thunder mountain echoes a Sedona lullaby...

While ancient stones carried with snow melt go by
Still my form did quiet starling's lonely cry...

Lost, forgotten, without rhyme
Longing in my heart and mind...

The Mystic's soul so surely blessed
Bravely faced a final quest...

What liquid salve does balm my soul
To render shattered promise whole...

The seventh of December
In Nineteen Forty-one...