No limit
No limit
when we open our eyes
to the intent deep and ours
:- Doug.

Nothing is assured
To be uncertain
Is to be
Looking over the edge
Of the possible
:- Doug.
Reach for our road’s furthest point—
Schweitzer played his piano evenings,
found moments to relax and receive beauty
Jesus went off alone between reaches
They stayed not their feet
from their chosen road—
How far can our road be opened?
:- Doug.
My poetry circles and circles
triangulates and triangulates
Only see edges
:- Doug.