Round Rhythm

Cyclical in serenity, growth like large forest ferns.
Reach up and pray, wipe away Fir's tears.
Heaven beams shift and break, but do not sway.

Mother ate, savored each last bite there was to take.
Loved and hummed and peaked warmly by the fire.
Slowly kissed blossom away, offered to the river.

Walkers haunting, they are among great girths.
With many faces and dry, tired eyes observing.
Blanketed up to the necks. Moss and feathers.

Snake coils, pulses. Shoulders herself forward through each constriction
Breaks free, drapes across the sun-held boulder to bask, tension gradual in release

She's a beautiful stretch
Even as she's hunched
Cramped with creativity
Hungry for air and water
Turned tired by the moon.
She's lovely to look at
Supine in the bed
Dreaming and Weeping
Condensing and mending
Clearing
Refilling
Sending
Dropping.

Supple and flexible arms are outreaching.
A hunter's strength for moments of embracing.
Wind's slight brush, subtle valor of the hawk.
Ritual of the Lover's Circlet by a Zodiac Warrior.