Haunt the corners

Gaze up towards lavender sky

Contemplate goodness and rightness

Stare blankly out-

at the periphery

I am not there

Haunt the heat

Meld all and over

melt all over everything…

in that month they call July


microbial like sweat

like breath

like soul

like cells

Haunt the freeze

Exist in all the glitter and shimmer and refracting light….

in that month they call December



step softly away

frozen footprint will melt away some day

into karma strata and keep on going

And now, as I think of it….

the it….

I realize…..

everything happens in the winter….

the eternal occurrence

does not hibernate

but awakens and stretches

in the cold frozen months

So now, as I think of it…

the it…..

I realize that birth begins in death