Thursday, February 12, 2009

Liquid Unity

Water,
carving tracks of fire
through my daughter's windshield,
slides down a mother's cheeks
or lifts the goose
who leads her family homeward
through the rippled mirroring of dawn;
feeds the rootedness of coming spring
and races through this narrow channel
with the slow rise and fall
of a heartbeat echoed in the tide.
Surge,
subside,
Surge,
subside --
echoing the rhythmic flow of oneness.




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