(June 2023. Daopoem in daopoetry app with Cameron after leaving Asheville.)
a man can be both
at peace and on a quest
eating minced beef, or chicken breast
if a journey of 1000 miles begins with a step,
then i wake alone and step on the gas
carrying my friends with me forever
‘Tis but a seed, a rash on the bed of Earth,
her call so sweet, her call so heard
learned from the bunyoned feet of masters
worn like a knit sweater passed down
from eternal children bearing the present
Five calls I sang this morning,
one for the moon and four for my yearning
A heart so worn by Andromeda’s eternal churn
remember: a hero who never leaves love
can never enlarge his love in return
And a hero who never sees stars in a handful of chests
only rests gently against the spring corn