cloak of day snapped tassels and velvet orchestra
to
mine the clouds deep gray hillock eye of tree
a
parting has occurred water pools between ridges
nuthatch descends head first while cattails switch
ecco of
songbird fills tunnel and emerges as a worthy character
tall stalks entwined
with whisper and jostle
are topped with beacons
in linen gown she climbs
mound
under gaze of wise tree she wades through grasses
small birds keen from
scrub as she kneels by craggy pond
she bathes in spring and swallows her
scars
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