One man has canoe
guided by man with Vision...

Shadows of branches
furred with green buds stark against...

On a crisp Spring morning on a trail
at a point I was walking my bike...

The dry air pulls my breath eastward
where desert calls in earnest yearning...

How is it possible that I have balanced before
Maitreya, carved from the unreborn stone...

Let the Tiger roar, while his strength
Carries him blithely through the course...

I stand on Hellespont
my love sleeps on the other shore...

My bike leaves two trails -
Green snaking behind me in the dew...

Oh yes, I'm the kid who puts himself in a...
To explore a haunted house, and lets the goblins...

There is one truth:
..... THIS is all impossible...

It is amazing to see the dispersion of youth.
Child takes from the parent those things...

Such furious haste
take awhile to grow older...