Dissolving
for Rowan
Instead soften:
sun greys
buds rise
hard path
dissolves
baked mud
tomb breaks
small herbs
feather the way
for Rowan
Instead soften:
sun greys
buds rise
hard path
dissolves
baked mud
tomb breaks
small herbs
feather the way
Might not know your blue
Know you have sky
Stipulate to your desert priest
Know you have storms
Your suffering dog-silent I admit
Like the girl sang it: you’re star.