Worry escapes me.
Singing releases me on this day.
Another visible mountain from mother scaled, another way
To see the Sunrise, nothing escapes me–I can see
Farther above our trees, a wind cut aspen. How sad to remember
Death of river birch and ash. Today I witness volunteer aspen roots
She planted into the tree to remember living things, green life she loves,
Life replaced a dead tree farther back on Mary Lane.
Our birch and ash cut in half by the wind. She could destroy weeds,
A great woman she has removed them in her sleep resurrected
Joy reverence. Another mind knowing no sorrow of humankind.
I am not alone as I can see my essence in her hands she reaches up
Like a tree in the sky. She walked away from River Styx,
Away from Empire, away from fall of earth. We never
Escaped death until now–we always dwelt in the dust of thoughts,
Of our own gloom. I’m not royalty but born of the sea water.
Elixir of life-slaking mist. Mountains rising up, Rocks of snow,
The industry of kill has gone bleak–Now we live in notes
Of living music, living water. Lillys she’s tended with baptistry,
Selflessness, a memorial in our flesh, all found again the wisdom
Into essence, morning essentially visionary as on Canterbury
Morning seeing the day as pilgrims walked east beneath gates
Of Hell, renewed our spirits with New Water, the elixir of Life.
We revived life as on Easter Morn–of sisters and brothers, always
Witnessing newness, now we love each other, as never
Before. Reverance has descended. I’ve always called Him
Douglas fir. Now myself–I am so strong, so healthy never cut
Into another tree or any like Him, no wind again. Now I know
This finally is the truth about my Brothers and Sisters who I love,
I maintain He’ll love me too, revolving like the day
Into the morning risen as the freedom to redeem flowers
She tends from Christmas to Christmas, now knowing, we care
For the first time in our lives. Gone is the hate of childhood,
Reaching into day again yellow-red, ruby morning globe
Of energy, the sky of marriage, love removing death,
Fulfillment of our kind. Great Melting away everlasting gloom.
How do I say this is the day? The day has begun.
More joy I’ve never felt, this is the sun.