Colors rise full with time
swept together in soft signs
that drenches nothingness
emerald forests wood shine
Lines woven into new forms
universal circle norms
at the edges of ever
life is an advancing storm
Moving on some pieces stay
when others go to new days
oceans spin drift young foam crests
fly to endless, restless waves
Tides send infinity
a shoreline for being free
constructions saved by the Lord
were determined to be.
Blog and Books - Garrison Gibson 