ephemeral
diaphanous
layered
experience
of time and light gusting
over my shadow
lain bare on the ground
the caress of invisible space
holds the shape of my translucent form
cast downward by the sun
overlaid on hard earth
marked by water's flowing sinuosity
here
or there
by the cracked puzzle
of a long-gone puddle
cracks and fractured pieces
of the earth's skin
all that is left behind
of the water
magnetized by sunlight
into evaporation
and into long gone clouds
with their hosts of restless guests
changing forms with one another
fleetingly becoming
something altogether different
and then again
altogether new
innovation is water's way
—Lorena Wolfman
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