Reach for me, my friend
From the gloom besetting you
I have light to spare

Reach for me, my friend
From the gloom besetting you
I have light to spare
A few steps beyond
My car parked at the trailhead
The day falls away
Barely a trickle
Below, broken evidence
Here sometimes a fall
Imaginary
Lines crossed in the car’s back seat
Dad arm from the front
Blacktop glimmering
Invitation to explore
Hostile enchantress
Fuck Qatar Airways
Customs Delay Missed Connect
$295 to rebook
Drowsy sun peeks from
Under fluffy comforter
Chooses to rise up
Water’s souciant song
White as the snow still falling
Nature’s whisper: shhhhhhhh