There is no color to describe
This sky
This river of the same
Shake the world 
Upend this scene
Which way can only tell
By where they flow
And only then 
By whence you came
The Eagle soars
Not caring for the sunning snake
Who shares my riverbank
Does he dream like me
The coldest winter long
To wait for days like these
This is where we all begin 
Sift the sand and find the broken bits
The washed up ends 
Curing here like bones
I wouldn’t mind I think
My bones to join them here one day
Beside the basking snake
Below the mighty Eagle’s 
Glittering eye
Great Heron’s wing to shelter me
The river scrolls it’s way
Ever and anon
Eddying cloud and sun
Meandering some
A journey never fully made

Sara Mathews     September 2021