written and recorded over fall of 2020 to 2025.

you will dream, friend
here or there
on heaven and beneath, the wonderful hell
whose light is more frantically whispering death
his symphony pure from the rain

so if the black shadow lasts
and little quiet he,
so beauty yet above
washed away by colors perfect

foregone or buried,
the blossom forbearing,
flowering ensues
and heaven is within you

so give up and stare true,
not shy your promised due
for glow that bares you,
bears fruit, and berries things

collapse and stare blue,
make do or make new,
here or there,
through hell and berry,
wilt nor death notwithstanding.