uncommon gold

To the imaginary boy 

Out lighting lanterns 

Surrendering shadows 

A find and seek

Remember you are the spring

A well that is

Nodding at the unkept

Nodding with will

That sits on bended knee

Faith does not come all at once

But, as nostalgia in melancholic pockets

Intangible, smokey numinosity

Fairing dark senses, encountering

Lament you can’t keep

Find that same freedom that wields a sword

Unties the ribbons from my hair 

Hung high as silken sails 

Educed spiritual stock 

Now free from pleading 

Don’t throws seeds on the sand 

But stay out

Salting salvation 

Guard our berthings of warmth

Wrinkle our wet cheeks