that’s the hydraulic gist
of our story,
painted in dark clouds breaking sky
and yet unbroken
even as it commerces with hard saved water
that is the ‘all’ of life
waiting to fly
in the abiding wait and see 
of our centuries
of the made-for-meditation 
motion and stillness
the bird in mid-flight
the day’s end tarrying 
where water meets tree
and tree touched by sky. 
*Inspired by the photography of Hiranya Malwatta
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