skipping rocks on lakeside

wet wilderness surrounding melting voices in Song

flat shore rocks nested, fitting together,

becoming ancient bridges for ants to catch a cool drink

creation munificently adjoins outside, inside,

infinitely stretching its borders

freely admitting each new creature born,

another act of offering,

another act of receiving

above, nectar sunset patches quilt sky

trailing blue clouds witnessing the performance,

ensuring the change is seamless, expansive, inevitable

and silence prevails…

pause…slow…inhale…exhale…

till another direction stretches out

till another path fades back into water

bestowing Life demonstrating Death

then washing it all away once more,

flying wings melting onto walking legs,

as another cycle begins

Pine Lake, Minnesota

at Sunset, 7/6/73