Outside

Jagged trees eat the sky, hungry for its breath. The jaw of the ridge curves around a valley throat. As I descend down the steep canyon to the lake, The sun drips from the east to the west. By the water, the mood gentles. A sunlight sonata plays. Each ripple holds a separate sun. The rocks above the water's surface match those below, both wearing ringlet gowns of shifting animal print. I float on the dance floor, beneath the wild sky.