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Water exists in a triple state:
Solid, liquid, gas
At zero Celsius.
Even on the coldest day
Solid snow and ice quietly disappear
Into gaseous vapor.
The radiant energy of the sun
And time
Drive this transition
Until the solid ice is no more,
Disappeared.
But no,
It still exists in the invisible vapor.
Do not we, aqueous beings
-the waters of ancient seas
sloshing through our veins-
Exist at a triple point,
Slowly sublimating
Then suddenly gone,
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Don’t look at the sun,
They said,
You’ll go blind.
But I did
And I am.
But
In that brief moment,
That glorious moment,
What I saw;
What I saw.
This life
This journey
Is a singular private event.
This life
This journey
Is traveled alone.
The path unknown, unblazed;
We may be fortunate enough to have someone
travel part of the way with us
Fortunate enough to share the amazement.
But otherwise,
alone.
This life
This journey
The path has never been trod before,
The destination unknown.
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Waiting
for
the cold
in the ground
to retreat
from the waxing
days,
Waiting
for lonely strips
of snow at
road's edge
to surrender
to the insistent
sun,
Waiting
for cranes and crows
to
announce:
Spring is here.
Conversation with the Colorado
I
asked the river
Why
are you so dirty?
Because
I am working,
Came
its reply.
What
are you doing?
I am making something beautiful,
Answered
the river,
But
it takes time,
it takes time.
