Misty shapes and blotches
Wept from hairline cracks.
A world-bloom, fertile ever
Painted the river shore.
Saplings turned to knotted trees,
Grass whipped by wind turned yellow
Died; and then were green again.
Sun, moon and stars, above.

Rock formations burst, stampede
Elephants across the land, I learned,
Every secret of its beauty,
When, like an arrow let loose
A mouth cast me swiftly
Through sand bank swirls
Into tumultuous ocean
It spoke with me:
Immensity