some curves are

divinely designed

to throw you

gathers in a windrow

leaving a path

for free flow

leaves abandon

their posts

to blanket

the hearth

of the earth

of a soul

synthesizes

all experiences

Wisdom is to know

your own shadow

so you don’t cross it

one can see

a meadow and tree

dreams

and schemes

Everything is energy

Smoke is a synergy

of fire and wind

As is a life with Spirit

all trails lead

the way

to a union

one day

or another