Cherished


Stars shine across the night sky, 
beyond number, 
created for me to ponder, 
and view with pleasure, 
surely I am well-loved.




Geometry


jets traveling at a rapid rate of speed,
east to west,
parallel,
making lines across the sky,
never intersecting,
infinite,
over this fly-over land,
parallel lives into infinity,
not intersecting,
but the people,
and their lives,
parallel and apart,
the geometry perfect.





Sacred


the sacred along with the ozone evaporates before our eyes,
chaos bubbles beneath the surface,
the canvas stretched and threadbare,
each group bickering and bartering for their little share,
while the sacred evaporates,
along with the ozone.





Cranes in Flight


Gliding on the wind,
elegant and effortless,
wings come to life in unison,
beating the air,
dipping their wings in the air,
at the exact same time, 
at the exact same pace, 
amazing the precision, 
amazing the grace, 
watched by thousands who have traveled far and wide,
to come to this lonely place, 
wishing only to fly.