Story of my root, your root, our root
Story of the morning: Irise
To evening and fall again
after I call my friend
I recall fields of four leafed clovers
Stories of endless lovers delivered me in my present destination
I rise with their love and bless the nation
Our ancestors sent me to you
sent you to me to continue a conversation that we resume daily
I rise in morning to clear the mist of amnesia that clouds my memory
I open my eyes like a new born man
learning life all over again
I talk to my friend
and remember there is no end
Meeting the truth on the mountain
clear as the water beneath redwoods
I drink deep
Get strong get weak
drink sleep
Enter my cave and i die
Carried away in crashing dreams
The tide takes me
moves me and remakes me
I sprout from slumber drawn forth by the sun
I turn over and nudge Brahma awake
To start it all over with a little shake
and continue
Dear Mac
I love this Root story!!
"..I open my eyes like a new born man
learning life all over again.."
Great flow and message!
"..I turn over and nudge Brahma awake.."
Brahma the Creator ... Love it! Thank you for sharing! I enjoyed...
Love & friendship Suzie :-D
"sent you to me to continue a conversation that we resume daily" ... Reminds me of a Rumi line! I love how he wrote his poetry, and I perceive a similarity to yours!! :-D
Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
