Tumbling, turning, agile and nimble
Does the light dance through you?
Do you dance through the light?
Running, twisting through the shadows
Only to burst back to the sun, babbling happily
Your laughing depths support life and bring death
Hiding, darting fish in your deep stream
As the turning aspen leaves fall onto your surface
To be swept away to the next rest place
Among the grey-green of the sagebrush littering the land
Are dashes red, seas yellow, streaking past green pine
Leave rubbing together, the green and the yellow and the red
Obscuring the jagged line of eternal summits
Descending to the red and purple fields
As the soft stir of the darting squirrel across your toes, surprise!
Chirp cries the songbird!
A reply, twittering
Whispering, rustling voices on wind
And then the day changes
Bathed in soft silver glow
As the greens and reds and yellows
Fade to blues and greys and color leaches out, that glow
Illuminates enough for practiced eyes
Pebbles and pine cones crunch under bare feet
As I run from dark memories to hopes and sweet dreams
Hoots and howls accompany
In the forest I do not need eyes to see
For you are home to me.