March

morning-ocean-sun collide
like porcelain and reverence
water's mirror reflects, respires
purity unseen by its own eyes

the waves roll in to bring the tide
so her joy brought me a smile

the little girl inside her weeps
looks up and says can you see
what you do, do you find it pretty
oh god my heart is heavy

the little boy inside me keeps
pressing on into the deep
hide girl and i'll come seek
hide girl and i'll come seek

summer leaves exhale and fall
wintered from the infant branch
hardened by road and time
scattered in the march breeze
they blanket earth to kiss her feet

leaves are carried by the wind
so her laugh taught me to live
(so her love taught me to give)

*i say god made delicate hearts
the beauty of yours taught mine trust
building bridges to cross valleys over my fears
to speak now of that which i must


*alan kaiser adaptation