everyone sees it…the empyrean

in Neander time

She walked each day

beneath the great above,

she had no word for it,

she had no need for a sound

to name what everyone saw,

from time to time she looked up,

this woman who searched for berries

and drew water from the Neander,

she saw the high colors, the nomad clouds,

the bright specks in the night,

she knew the certain track

of the star of day,

all beyond her reach, beyond her ken,

she knew their home was in the great above,

she had no reverent word for it,

she reached for another berry,

without thinking, she looked up…

June 8, 2024

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