Mystery of water, mercurial
And changing, I then later
Remembered noticing
An orange-gold quarter moon
Teasing further west
And lowering into the
Clear night, so
Glorious the black,
And as I closed into my eyes,
A star shot across this sky.
Jumping from reverie
To that rarest of reminder,
I breathe in gratitude:
This infinite vast place is
So alive.
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