
gold stamped coins where thrown into a tin cup creek
silver greens swirled there as the water moved clean
so brightly reflecting the sun on a high mountain wind
twisting stone lichen colors drawn into free flowing
tumbling along the compound nature of gravity
jumbled with numbers in bubbles under watery eyes
I leaned my head out far enough to inspire a frozen vision
it attached odd shapes of mountain dew all put to the test
annual rains sent the rolling clouds over saturation nests
bright colored wild rose nations composed new leaves
intertwined dry amounts tried reason over coffee & teas
melting through a week of camped out pine load seas
eternally encrusted with amazing emerald cave air
loose knit volumes of tree breath combined signs
equal left over balance brought beginning to the end zone
cold worlds fumed the hose shaping moss vine toads
heavy on the sacrificial reasons bring this to a close
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