Green Mountains

You seem to extend into eternity.
Next to you I know my smallness is the right size.
I am a necessary fragment of your wholeness.

Lavender Glooming

When the afternoon melts into dusk and evening is on the rise
new dreams are born in shadows and cloud forms
as old dreams disperse with the day.


The post marries the beam
after a courtship of hand hewing and attention to detail
that seats them perfectly together
forever supporting one another.