a circle of ravens in the distance

their loud calls muted through the cool air,

a lark sparrow chitters in the pine tree while a

towhee scratches in the blanket of needles below

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this time, walking over earth, I saw it

the pale luminescence in stone and leaf

it wasn’t new—more like older than time

and wider than the things themselves

my body was exhausted, so I didn’t expect

to go very far, just past the forest service gate

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