Recipe
RECIPE
Tiny, glowing, hot in its skyward climb,
it warms the creatures like morning baked bread,
grows high, dies low, is part of cosmic time.
Flowing, agile, glistening droplets spread,
wet with life, liquid mirror in one song,
splashing high, vast enough to fill a bay.
Light, sailing, lifting lungs it becomes strong,
into sea, in sky, a blue holiday,
thin envelope keeps oxygen inside.
Crusty, thick, ore and fine silica cools,
forms a dirt shell for its earthly fast ride,
botanical in sticky molecules.
Hot flame, wet rain, deep breath in bold granite,
elixir, concoction... rarest planet.
-Edlynn Nau
(Original draft date: September 3, 2018)
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