In the Stream

I was folded by ferns You could return, the earth All to her Open mouths Look up and out Fall my failures To the ground I know I know I know All them I am wind in the pines I am a line You can't define When the dawn breaks When the moon shakes In my love-lock landscapes I know I know I know All them Be in my vision My gardener I'll be an architect On window steam I'll be in the stream Be in that canyon That corridor I'll be an architect On window steam I'll be in the stream