In the event of a change

In the event of a change
Calculation of my thoughts
the anchor.
Yearning arch bridge
build.
I've lost
death of golden grain.
I have cried, laughed,
danced quietly.
Mother Earth's bosom all
always lands, tears,
the laughter, the growing memories
supporting Ash wood.

I have listened to the familiar
steps echoes of my door.
Let the pungent viper
bite bosom.
Memories, crushed my heart
hidden box.
I know how the wind
grabs my hair.
Unfortunately, stick to the groin.

New Year boomerang way to restore
ruthless longing.
Longing to love,
human longing to create a second.