At the edge
your toe traces the line
between water and mud
Blue above, waters below.
In the distance the yellow ripening
of sumer wheat
Step and watch
the waters gather. The earth emerge
mud and glistening,
As it sprawled out
on the second day.
See the wall of waves
brood above you
the drying trickle
eging its way to the salt sea
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