an ever-changing moment
violent and calm
only the far-off mountains
shadowed and crowned
above the horizon, rooted in the earth
only the cloud-clothed sky
a silver bowl turned up over us
an umbrella that rains inside
if the ocean and the mountains
and the sky they play in
don't see me, how can you?
i'm afraid, i'm terrified
of what i may have done
did i go too far? did i?
speaking out of turn, putting my foot in my mouth
so i hide in my cave in self defense
where the ocean, the mountains, the sky
can't see me and tell you where i am.
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