The World

Rich and silent earthen bed.

An outward dancing,

Eye entrancing,

Flower blooming beauty red.

A heart caressing,

Spirit blessing,

Morning,

Radiant and brazen;

Forming

Life with rays of gold,

Creating infants

From the old.

She comes in streaming, beaming grace,
She brings a wonder to the face,

And chases gone the nightly cold;

In marvel view this sacred place,

Our gift,

This is the world.

[1994]