know love like a tree in the ground
nor can one determine where it will be found.
One day it's there, the next day gone.
seems a bleak before and after.
Best think of it as another matter,
which comes simply by changing one letter.
sky, green of earth's cover,
blood's red pulse, these go together,
make place for love now and forever.
View, 2_4 (Summer 1998)