I'm vapor gathering in the vibrant air
on the side of the mountain. I've heard
her art, her heart, the serpent moving
in the shallow grass. I am falling rain,
I can't explain, I adore the sovereign
cycles. Gather me in rivers, streams,
lakes, gulfs, bays, in between islands
and in narrow puddles. I am playing
between the various trees. I architect
homes, I gather Sunlight, I am Sunlit
in the morning gloriously gold. She is
the mineral receiving me, the landscape,
the valleys are her back. Her rolling hip
cascades with thunderings of rich color.
No comments:
Post a Comment