Fragrance of cedar on fire

abundance unlimited

flap of oars slicing

the surface with tenderness

blackberry’s purple laughter

hawks meditating on branches

aha, autumn the thief comes

to finish hot pillow yearnings of

an exuberant call from the opposite

shore, smile of the vacant chair

looking for a body and you stand alone

by your shadow, a hint of hope

lingering in your mind yet not a single

person to share this heaven with