Written There

the bird and insect’s canon
left for man and beast
hieroglyphics on trees


Tired of the raids by bears and man the bees have moved on.
Now they keep their honey hoard safe in the hollows of old trees.


Until the crops have given their full yield
you may rest in the high weeds with the moon flower.
When it is time to till again you will carry the full weight of a man and his dreams.