Something which is very elegant and thin
sips from a cocktail on your dock in June—
your rainbirds circuit to on and it is unthinkable
you will not turn your head to listen. It
distinguishes what you might discern as your oval self.
This land is familiar to those who have watched it—
the robustness, the excellence, the aerial trees
and that which first made you aware of its music.
It is like all things existing before stewardship
attempted its preservation—it was exactly that:
you cocked your head to listen, pulling your oars in.
Now there is a boat to your life from which you ponder.
rdking