To the Yeast, the Sun

Appetitious granary
the keeper of the free
waving knaving amber sheafs
caught between the spines

Where aware met beware
to become became
the past is a hoard
the future is a blame

Shame on every mountain's throat
leaking every spring
completion fills the heart with goat
and thrills on being tamed

Delete delete a fine elite
again the power surge
broken glacial heaven swept
down the valley purge

River matter silted stones
bones of heavy heads
stubborn candles see the sun
denying death its bread