A study of soul continues;
hold back the animal,
discovering yourself in blind light.
Awaken the hungry child of autumn
and give him the dreams of strawberries to eat,
time would drink his tears sans lips.
A second death of the pain of separation
from the footprints of hurricane
who bartered the home for psalms;
counting your failures.
Take the bowl and go to the hills of soaring flames
and bring back the burning song.
