meeting the river at equinox

this is my skin prayer
etched in sand
squatting on the water’s edge
golden river pushing tidal
between my fingers.
sun drenched
and draped in sky
so blue it obliterates tomorrow
says it is now
always now
when the fish eagle
casts its call
across the water.

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