Perched atop steeple / Guitars, banjos; Guardian / Fiberglass chicken

Professional lives. / My mentor and friend let go, / Mourning just the same.  

Fast Moving Spider. / Windshield Surface; inclined plane. / Acceleration!

Clear, wide, cloudless sky / Dark figure pierces azure / Crow’s feather tumbles

The young man watches / On rubber tire his son swings / Young man no longer

Scented candles lit / Smoke floats precariously / Above crimson flame

Standing tall, chest high / Mouth guard, shoulder pads; secured / Sweat glistens on brow

Natural secret; found / Trusting friends ascend; steep climb / All clear; Smoke rises

Gaia my mother / Luna my night light above / Sol blankets us all