Early Fall Cycle

by the swelling brook
one bend away from heaven
cricket heart pounds

sea-seeking brook
flows back from deva heaven
to cricket calls

whispering brook-
your meadow cricket wonders
-am I awake?

earth-spring brook
drinks each heavenly raindrop
cricket hides to sing

leaping, dipping brook
carves heaven out of summer
by cricket's sharp song

by the spraying brook
one boulder short of heaven
cricket song wanes

deep earth-bed brook
turns heaven down each day
to hum cricket songs

round the dreaming brook
summer's short heaven washes--
cricket, sing a wake