this energy from just below the ground
beckon, beacon, beam the light of Sol
stirring the cells in the soils
minerals in the blood
photons in the belt
Orion slings across his waist
the rising of Orgone
this burst, bust, bass rocking season
deep droning of the planetary hum
vibratory increase
the subtle murmur
the lush anticipation
stimulated by these beautiful days
spent in such beautiful ways
playing with children
working at the business
of making love
with the woman I love

this love is a generouse weave
of many star ends
granted to both of us
through our surrender
to the flow
and a willingness to climb into love
and seek out the fabled high plateau
of a magical partnership, friendship and dance
in the pleasures of life
the adventures
of passion and flavor
food and friends
but always us
together
intwined

her company to me
is as natural as the light of day
I've never been so deep in this way
we dont spend time
we invest in life and memory
and the returns on the moment
are astronomical
as my love and I
emerge from the
wettest winter
and the thickest snow banks
these parts have seen
in many a year.

here's to early spring