Light Rising Poem by Heather Z. Hanna
Light Rising
Light rising,
Smoking air,
Green leaf patterning,
Ceiling like a puzzle.
Stretching trunks,
Clothed in huge
Skirts of rhodadendron.
Rushing creek at their feet.
Foaming flowers,
Mossy rocks,
Stillness all around.
Life so quietly
Moving, growing,
Changing, yet
Not a movement
To behold,
Except the rushing
Flow of cold creek
Water and the
Light rising.
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