Sky Strider

Steady is the rhythm

beaten out by pounding footfall

Chasing fleeing clouds

that tantalize the straining feet.

Straining ever straining

yet still knowing in our "could-all"

That the straining "pounders"

will never touch the snowy fleece.

Sky Runner / Cloud Strider

In the ear there roars the song

that sounded God’s third day.

It booms across creation

to crash and roll into the run.

And light pierced water

rises up, all within a spray,

while dancing down below there

shines a bright fragmented sun.

Sky Thrasher / Sun Walker

Overhead the sky is blue,

and the sun now

warms the shoulder.

But the clouds above

will never move,

no matter the foot’s reach

And God in Gull’s voice

laments Man’s Pride,

not wise though so much older

While the soul that would still

know its place

runs along a mirrored beach.

Earth Walker / God Server

 

York Beach Maine, 1984