Tracing envious combinations
up dripping castles,
magnified to
become the object
of shifting poles.

Wind grazing lazy
whitecaps among
the visions,
memories, smooth
deep red river stones.

Carving canyons
with the constancy
of attraction
between sandstone
and the crisp
vibrant aspen leaves.

Caresses reminiscent
of tentative spring nights,
rolling from fingertips
of drenching sun.

Welcomed demise
of obligatory time,
lending energy to
the scorching of
the sand,
to the confluence
of galaxies and rivers.