Commentary: HOW DO THE LOVELY THING

HOW THAT I AM PERIODICALLY SO OF FERTILITY SO HEARD AS DIRECTION TAKES ME OUT OF THE CLIMATE EXCHANGES ATMOSPHERES FOR WITHIN THE VIEW ILLUMINATING A HEART CENTERED IN AN ASPECT CONDUCTED FOR THE FORETELLING CREATION THAT ELIMINATES AND REMAINS AS I CONCERN WITHIN MYSELF AN ABSENTISM DIALECTS ALONG THE ROAD VACATED IN CENTRAL BLOWING WIND OF DIRECTIONS DOWN AND UP AND WHIRLS OF SIGHTS THAT ARE NOT ABSORBED SO MUCH AS SEEN-FELT SEEING VISIONS IN THE LIGHT I GO AND ASSUME ONLY A WIND CLEAR TRUTH OF BIRTH-SENTIMENT SO VALUED BY THE CYCLES OF INDICATIVE SOLUTIONS MESMERIZING IN CONSTANT COLORS DIMENSIONED IN SUCH VARIATIONS THAT BEWILDERING VIEWS BECOME THE STABILITY OF UNDERSTANDING THE CHANGING CLOUDS CAN I TAKE HEED AND PAY THE AGENDA IT REQUIRES OF MY INSIGHT AS I PLUMMET TO MY ROOTS IN THIS EARTH THE FRAGRANCE MOIST AND WALLOWING APPROVAL OF THE MOTION CAUSED BY MY ENTRANCE TO FLOAT IN ITS THOUGHTS BELOW IN NOURISHMENT IT SPEAKS AS ALL INTO THE AIR TELL ME OF THE MARGINS DO THEY EXIS...

me it asks me and says in one breath of me I am made of an example the answering stone says to me such as it is you see in me I walk through space it behooves to do it quietly meaning in creation quietly and no intrusion anywhere a command and understand through relentless offering it is the way of the land it ran glorious cacophony a silence concerning souls considering winding-round in space leafy-grace in a place each one I have a face incarnate place my face instant  with the religious-understanding though I move as all the physicality’s of all the animals a night dreams passing into morning awake dreaming state of a continuing equilibrium my night-body motioning the dream it is then to stretch the same limb the way the monkey and the lion do staging of inactivity of a kind to enter in this other though same realm how much dumbness how much clearer vision of state in equalizing forces for existence the needed use this that religious experience in its awe conceding into thi...

my the first to make this out without effrontery the mystery trials of souls history again my story unfolds for me to see my eyes glow for the next time’s sake  it is the victory of companions in ceaseless companionship retrieving always maintenance it does itself agree in first reading consciously what is the literal there is of it so in the sublime a rhyme a briefly once lit tireless relating time the literal of here it is devoted task of here it is entering I am aroused its own the word becoming plurals of one to a voice the only one of root mirror myself required to reveal my face up and down while a squirrel thumps the ground up and down exceeding possibilities she this squirrel smiles at me and I see this squirrel facing me understanding mirrors there facing in and away and the squirrel aids me in materiality the source of streams lakes and water things merciless purposes autobiography is there a literal map of me a rooted thing that may be seen forever dependent as a so...