Bastons stir Tao

Tao-stirring-bastons at play

Crow wind, black cloud moving

Stirring terror rain

People laugh their spell sucking out the spirit

Spitting on the heavy pavement

Humanitys wheels cry out

In pain

Sharp, grinding up from hell

On the way merged

With the echo screen

The ticking time screen, the why screen

Merged eye screen

Echo laughter screen, echo

Echoing

Black cloud crow laughing

Bastons hitting, painfully,

Waiting for the spell casting

…that doesn’t come!

Bastons bang like laughter

Listening screen, submerged in music screen

And in Green, playing

And wind laughing

Crow string

Cloud shadow dispersing

Merged with light of

…what?

Contrast

Moving bastons, light and shadow

Across the day

Laughing, at play

My own spell

My own soul

It is I, myself, my light, my crow

My light emerges like the sun

…from out my shadow!