Embrace me
 I brave my petty disgraces
See me
 dissolve my little mazes

Let us love — rather than correctly —
 let us love well
Rather than encourage loving less
 encourage learning how

They say experience and self–control
 both are rather new
well, ever since they burned the witch with her broom
 and cooked the medicine–woman in her stew

Let us refrain from punishing
 groping in the dark
and be glad we are embracing
 our desire for the art

Let us be enraged at doing poorly
 and lack of practicing
Let us show them how it’s done
 with discretionary loving

What privilege
                  to be
 constant fool
                   entranced
by you

Laughing at my gravest
                       wisdom
Brush aside
     diadems I must needs affix
Every time expose my mereness
 only reward in nearness
                your eyes

Let my blood course
 through his heart
my marrow fortify
 his flesh
my bones fashion the glint
 in his fangs

I’ve loved the pattering of your feet
 little one
You’ve so delighted me
 I fostered this atmosphere
You say I bring you down; I’m clingy
 enough of your cackling
You without me?
 I won’t hear it
Who gave you the strength to strut
 gives you wings to sing

When poets have nothing to say
 they are silent graves
Should rays delight their gaze
 chirp, chirp, chirp
In accordance with that
 natural cadence
the stars’ entirety
 and dawn’s bloom

I fashion myself
 a hollow reed
Oh, wind
 cavort with me
Upbraid me
 in melody

The pink siren–call of sunset
 beckons me across the lake
clouds mountains of awe
 engulfed in reflection
I embrace
I embrace; I cannot otherwise
Mystic visions
 once stood before my eyes
 and my so–called freewill
 averted my gaze
Now, humbled and tamed
 I no longer flinch in majesty’s presence
Oh, dogs, can’t you see?
 Am I alone bound to suffer witness?