go away
Rising in the spirit of fumes
Ghosts of the dead swamps
The dark sun is rising
shrouded
Gray ash mist
Rhizomes entangled
Dampness of the earth
sprouting grass
Or stormy merging
flow
Frozen statues
In the arms of stone ores

Glare of dark water
What feeds the streams
Played in the rays
spun
In a seductive dance
What steals your eye
Along with the leaves
Sun and the smell of warm nights
Into the abyss of whirlpools

And in the cracks of the crust
The earth breathed
Giving your steam
Stone, tree, sky-alive
Kiss of Nature.