Saturday, February 14, 2015


Mushrooms by the Stream
(To hear a concept album with many love songs inspired by my wife, click on the title below.)

For Sylvia

We have found the sublime
in so many things, but nothing
as much as the stream that veins
the grass near pounding stones

and tiny mushrooms, threading
through rocks blanketed
by deep velvet moss, its song
so quiet and measureless 

that we stay still and silent 
for a long time, closing 
our eyes, listening as it flows
into the quiet, down

the chasm into the valley
far below:  Somehow 
our love flows with it 
and rains quietly down.