Of a waning sun
Dwindle
I notice a speck
On the river
A boat
The immensity
Strikes me
Humbling
I notice a speck
On the river
A boat
The immensity
Strikes me
Humbling
I crouch down
Inch forward
Lie flat
Wiggle further
And as I near the very edge
A chalk covered hand
Comes over the top
Taking a firm grip
I travel the path before me
Accepting the unknown
Grace, beauty, the sense of the divine
Whether or not these qualities exist in the world
In the objects I observe
Or are a construction of my consciousness
I share the experience of them
With every other human being
And while I have never seen
An Elf, Sprite or Dwarf
I know their presence
In the fantastical beauty
Of their works
Drought leaves the gully quiet
What water there is
Seeps down a shaded wall
Trickles in the valley
And here am I
Year over year
Setting down my characters
Setting down my letters
But if the coffee wakes me up
I remind myself to find a way
To reach a little further
Climb a little higher
Take another step forward