Higher frequency
that purple beyond sight.

Tho turned over
that sees me,
clear Pilgrim,
under evenings parting,
clouds, more obviously
in that which I beheld,
those wings, this summer.

Journey starts
this season
where sun mirrors rain.
In that you draw
sprites, acorns and apples
and you may wish
for anything,
or peace, or both.

Little is wrapped, gifts needed less
for my eyes I have, they will show all joys I bring.

The tortoise, as the turtle just reaches,
there, in time, in trust, their repast and rewards.

Eat and store abundance, journeyer meets sojourner,
takes, just some, refreshment.

Mindful first, foretold
and so heed
that major message.
As castles and churches
old ramparts,
older barriers
torn by clawing nails
of destiny.

She says now,
she says less,
carry just what
you think you need
and less, again.
A gain is coming perhaps many
also drops for you,
as you loose
and gather anew.

Receive early, autumnal rains to remind,
one’s sunny blessings; but first, the way.

Audio Recital SoundCloud – 2 minutes 50 seconds

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