light coming into grey whiteness
of sky above ridge
blue jay landing on black pine
branch in foreground
stand in the hollow which time
formed, world itself
past future, select among those
who come, one finds
woman reading into the flow ridge
dream birds ocean
channel when she comes to page 39
finds “here I am”
sun rising into red orange sky
above shadowed ridge
line of pelicans gliding to the
left toward channel
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