A cloud rises
as spectators watch
sun rays coming and ringing

water flows through broken
rocks, like fingers through
ocean waves

I was walking
there like an avatar, calmly
through a running crowd
as it was falling

The noise is deafening before silence
grasses, uprooted
circle the whirlpool
see the hands that
carry the past back
into the present

"why have you brought this here?"

I walked back to the water
where it moved the same as ever
wandering against the rocks
telling its secret

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