Stone’s Ode

When I see rivers tearing hills Finished with mountains with the hill at my back I watch sensing The river shown by walking downhill Breath becoming clouds, becoming rain Uprooting hillsides, dissolving bones The stone groans an ode To wind and dust clouding In air, the song revealing The standing wave in the stream Bodies assembled of dust Brought temporarily In the river, the rocks groan Water pouring through me, hole in my mouth Trees bend in my sighing and lie down The river shown groans an ode To form and assembly Alive, the song revealing At the end of the day Cold light comes from the side I stop what I'm doing And a river of cold wind brings night Night falls, cloaks the world Impenetrable darkness A chill rises from the soil Erodes the world of dreams In ashes and fog Suddenly life has new meaning Alive, propped on bones Overwhelming feeling Confused, watching dust dancing In the blow the stones erode The river revealing Awake, revealed in fleeting