Monday, February 15, 2010

Many Waters

rolling hills--I think He touched the water
in the middle of a storm
and turned it to dirt

if he's disposed to turn
water into wine,
then of course
water into earth

the waves stood still
and grew grass around the edges
which brown in summer

we carve roads through
the still brown swells
and it's strange driving through
miles of petrified sea

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