allgau

the lakes hold the secrets of consciousness
in their shimmer
as God’s tears dance
in the light of Her smile.
turquoise truth covers sands of serenity,
crystal clear to the fish who call it home


the mountains hear only silence
but breathe dumb wisdom to the mists
until they learn
they must share what’s dew

dew, green elemental warriors bathe
– no finer test of sight than leaf discernment –
oh, what it would be, to be a tree!
    pure growth and decay
    no reason to cause delay
    nothing said, but nothing to say:
    the Earth roots all fear away
and the wind by the lake forever at play
as the shimmer sings,         bark,
in eternal sway


and the lakes pool the power of the silent choirs of trunks and boughs
they summon the mysteries of the crust and its erupted mounds;
they hark the Void’s infinite See
they bounce to the tune of sky-telepathy;
    they awake, yet all is awoken
    they break, yet no part is broken;
     they sleep, but never sigh
     they live, never to die
beyond emotion, hope or dream
     real, real,
their honesty speaks to me.