We have dug each hole

Cleaned and polished every bowl

Let the good times roll

Dusky cherry blooms

Imbibing ultraviolet

Light headed we swoon

With shovel and spade

Polish the earth into shape

Groom with broom and rake

Cold winds sweep over

Contour steep forestry floor

Can we sleep some more?

The clear light of spring

Brings life to the forest floor

Before leaves unfold

A precipice perch

Dangling over the ocean

Time left us behind

Keep reaching upwards

We don’t want to reach the light

Though we always try

Years slowly decay

Turn houses into hummus

And roads into ruts

A cracked reflection

Staring back into my soul

Unfold my weakness

In looming shadows

Through man’s steady destruction

The blossom holds fast

Keep working the ground

Building up by digging down

Shiny treasure mound

Old bridges prevai

Road over creek over rail

A tangle of trails