Zachary REECE (xAx)

I shift the stick, to no more than third I’m cruising very lightly I’m an early bird Relaxing Cruising

Year of the rat, a bit of a brat, To say that I am above such. A year is a year, who’m I to say, If I’m in need of a crutch?

I look in my closet at all the clothes I’ve bought I can’t believe I haven’t anything that’s fashionably taut

As adamant as the others can be About how it can never be done Your courage must take over And their envy will be won

Unlimited beauty staring deep Never moving too fast Never rushing her slow subtleties Not purposefully Gracefully

Visions, nature, community All under the stars, watching the moon Sharing stories that began before us Around the fire We care for our elders We raise our young We grow as one

Commissioned by the City of Brighton, but prints of any size available

Celestial gaurdians that do surround Through our hearts, not eyes, they are found To inspire, protect, and sometimes save Or weep as they watch us dig our own grave

I looked throughout space then searched through mind I didn’t find you at home I found you in time

Big dogs Don’t know what I got Makin’ waves like a titan Maybe even cannonball Okay, I’ll get in now

Charlie walks up to a tree. The tree says, "don't mind all of my leaves, I will be shedding them soon." Charlie says, "but I rather like them Old Tree. They shimmer in the breeze and soothe my thoughts." "But they hide my big strong limbs," says the tree, "and I seek to impress that cute Maple over there." "Trees fall in love?" Asked Charlie. The tree answered with no hesitation or consideration of young Charlie. "No. We just get knotty."

The Earth is my witness of all that I do I'm not the only I see Buddha in you

I watch over my gals And strut when I walk I've never much cared for You calling me a cock