For the likable trinity: life, love and language—lygophilia
Of time that passes like winds of allegiance,
And the beauty of battle, fortitudinous, xiphophyllous, infrugiferous,
With zeal, love of life, the whorls of veiled language that travel in the breath of a beast.

Of secretive skies that cry in March,
Rigor mortis and vigor, the knowing of the unknowable, like the opinions of oracular oceans, ornithophilous—
Of the apocryphal, crave like candy, Dante’s cantos, love of language……candidly puzzled by the whispers of the wind.
For you: anemophilous, lover of uncertainty, entertain like the visitant what is earthly, hypolithic, esoteric, lithophily….
For you: anemophilous, lover of life’s multifarity, xenophily, the mystery of your monomyth—

For the wind that carries you and your dreams, callithumpian, the way to love life in the darkness of the night.