XIII & XIV

XIII

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XIV

To be the snow. The snow,
the snow. Falling daily.
Melting daily. A little more
Melting each day. The snow.
Feed the ground. Freeze
the ground. Become the ground.
Vapor. Become the vapor.
Reverse fall. Float back up.
Become the clouds. Float
around the world and see
the world as a patchwork quilt.
Become more snow. The snow.
In the summer, become rain.
But to be the snow is more good
than to become the rain.
The snow is less violent in its own.

XII

XII

Walk on air - never to know the feeling
of cement or asphalt or grass or carpeting
or linoleum or wood unless by chance
I bend to run my palms over it.

Experience surfaces through the fingertips,
let them carry the knowledge of this world
and the roughness and smoothness and
blandness it has to offer- for the fingertips.