It is the color of light
The shape of sound high in the evergreens
It lies suspended in hills
A blue line in a red sky
I am looking at sound

I am hearing the brightness
Of high bluffs and almond trees
I am tasting the wilderness
Of lakes, rivers, and streams
Caught in an angle of song

I am remembering water
That glows in the dawn
The motion tumble in earth
Live hidden in mounds

I am dancing
a bright being of live
I am...remembering love