Place

There was a stream I loved to walk into

Cold water screaming at my ankles, then calves...black rubber tube... I laid back in its welcome circle warmed by the sun

Extended my legs

and said hello to the big blue sky that made me dizzy with clouds that floated by

not sure which of us was moving faster

Water surface like keen jeweled light

tip toeing then dancing comfortably to its own secret rhythm

ordered by wind and melt then sent from far away

Bumping from rock to mossy rock

Pushing off from deeper sides, rich smells of soil sliding from the edge

and lush sweet moss

Water the color of leaves and tree roots breaking down

Rich glowing amber 

Around the bend small gray birds lift up when they feel me coming and water follows from their wings

a new stream caught in exquisite light

and a moment

that settled inside me 

and remains