LESSONS OF LOVE

In the range of branches
A squirrel playing cat
Avoiding being seen
In order to save not only
His life but also ours
He brings the universe together
Shepherds his flocks
Put order in our hearts
With each breath
The elf tastes a preserved time
At the confluence of the sky and the earth
Foliage water marrying the sun
He is the Name
Opening the possibility of other names
Just as valuable
Because listened, expected
Our elf weaves an ineffable mystery
In countries of sources
That a tree makes bloom
Backing up one night
While advancing from a nest
We receive the lesson of love
From an empanached angel
Dancing on the fringes
Golden of innocence
Bathing at the fountains
Hazel trees
He caresses the forests, the paths with ardor
Without harming the harmony of the world
The lamps of the broom
Burn secrets for him
We are both bushy
Foolish desires.