
So Cold It’s Almost
Frozen, But the River Leaps to
Celebrate Motion
Above the Daily
Roar, The Gentle Whisper of
Wind and Trees Dancing
Long Curve, Snowy Road
Motorcycle Daydreaming
Leaning in My Car
Tree limbs dance naked
In a warm breeze, alive and
Promising new life
Oh Who dat? Who Dat
Say dey gonna beat dem Saints?
Amen and Amen
Got white line rhythm
With motorcycle dancing
Beneath floating hawks