Parading

flying into dawn

Perhaps now we can reach an agreement in the Himalayas,

Holding myself tenderly in this marred body.

a paradise surrounds us

The solstice comes before the winter comes.

I’ve never learned from experience.

He could have sworn then he did not look back,

Nothing is coming but what is already here

bring yr self home to yrself, enter the garden

The thing we have to live