two logs of perfect complement
balance between two rocks
over raucous waters
ever watchful
of the watch
layers of listening
to whom rushing reeds, canyon quarry
to whom glowing hoary hills
just beyond unseen snow
to you of course
to all of you
to your unusualness
what else can one offer a wedged log in need
save prayer
each end, a celebration
in the next world
there will be time
to tell of all you've seen so far