a fine life

wondrous whimper of blades in the wind

the wax shakes in complicated cubes

fashioning dunes to our outer garments

we take pause to inspect rocks and reeds

clamoring as little as they need to be

sequential smiles chant from child

to the ambivalent exercising habit

i pick my teeth of the excitement

widening a path of today's sole destination

found agape yet pushing, they conform

forming questions among poles

spake in the sand. too much?

i sense time and scent most of all

catch a glimpse, could you?

fineness is a mindset of quality

and the passion of sweat and of letting

why spy when the stitch lays out 

among the pebbles 

when petals tiptoe closer

a fine grain

a rampant peaceful resource

i swipe hidden hints

fumble, yet with will, get there

the angles thin

anger leaves it alone

for now, we are fond