Trillium

Today it seems
All the valley of Caruso
Is Mowing
The dogwoods are out
The East Folk of the Pigeon flows
Clear as the caldera I swam in before I knew you
Cutting starfruit for the first time
Amazed for the first time at the beauty in the world as yet unseen
Someone should get on a plane
It would be a shame
To miss
All of this.