winged

and though it be
this morning rises
salt and cool
like ocean breath
and lays low
across hills,
calling mountain and
deep forest valley
to its mystery.
claiming both
sunlight and shadow
as its own.
still i am here,
claimed and unclaimable,
while geese wade steady
on fog wings
their beauty
ripping the sky.

WhatsApp Image 2017-10-23 at 08.44.06
Art by Steve Hurt.

 

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