I’ve seen a man who has drowned. Found face-down, blotched skin, blue and purple tinge, bruises fading and swollen. Tide had brought him in, water swirling, earth set in its spin. Someone’s everything; feeling nothing for anyone, came to rest as nobody’s anything.
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Under, grey on grey.
Going where earth has gone,
a river does not lose its way.
Lightning piercing a distant hill,
stormy skies here stir a wonder.
Roaring winds coming to a still,
stood in silence after thunder.
Seldom are not sorrows, nor are we sedentary creatures. No surprise dreams go in search of singing songbirds.