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As the water table rises you seep upward a chilly ghost levitating fluid limbs spread as the sun heats your body water pools in finger lakes. Etching ripples in their wake water-striders wander the four directions of your surface grass-kelp undulates, diving beetles plumb in the hollows of your headwaters. Lotus roots take hold and deepen you rise slowly on north-facing feet white petals burst through your visage and a broad smile cracks your mud-encrusted face. Ghost of earth future, risen.
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Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 11:18 AM UTC
Ode to a Pond (A Buddhist Poem)
As the water table rises you seep upward a chilly ghost levitating fluid limbs spread as the sun heats your body water pools in finger lakes. Etching ripples in their wake water-striders wander the four directions of your surface grass-kelp undulates, diving beetles plumb in the hollows of your headwaters. Lotus roots take hold and deepen you rise slowly on north-facing feet white petals burst through your visage and a broad smile cracks your mud-encrusted face. Ghost of earth future, risen.
ann-marcaida
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Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 11:18 AM UTC
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