commute

in the soft haze of summer
we drove that evening road
of lake and dune and ocean –
mountains banking purple
and infinite to a fading sky,
as if the world had not risen
to meet us in this perfect now,
as if the roosting birds in flight
did not touch wing tips to still water
reflecting sky.

 

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