80 flows the river
A single river
flowed when her water broke
toward valleys
lined with lily
waving red paint brushes
on blank landscapes
waving ideas
calling columbine
as goshawks watched
the bull snake
emerge in June
hungry for life, hunting it even
like the boy who watched
then hunted for life
while his rivers flowed into
autumn and then under ice
until everything waits
for waters to break
again and rivers to flow
and this happens many times
for the boy who is fortunate,
one who sees it once and again