Hello June -

Sometimes I might sit on a beach with the sun out of reach of my brain

And I try to imagine a place frozen inside a lake and in love with the passing

of days

And the ice is so quiet — feel the gossamer flying

Suddenly something is new

We celebrate surfaces too

The summer appears, hello June!

This tree’s offering, reaching to fade, eliminating the shade in a quest

Smoke screen, sun beam, the usual guest — climb inside of a glacier asleep in a

dream of the west

And the ice is so quiet — feel the gossamer flying