Crystals

Sun’s brightly shining high in the stratosphere,

whitening atmosphere all around the horizon.

 

bent over, towards the dirt and dust where I stand,

I found buddings, peculiar buddings.

 

I kneeled, crouched, and pushing my face an inch away from the

wholesome dirt, that fresh grocery smelly dirt,

and screened a pebble-like dirt that looked like a mountain.

 

I then saw a white crystals, shining like glaciers of nowhere,

shining as gloriously as the world’s theirs.

 

I marveled.

I blinked.

It was still there.

 

I stretched my trunk,

pushed the dirty-earth away from myself,

and got on my feet,

the earth-dirt-crystal safely far away from myself.

 

I took a breath in,

squinted at the sharp white sun above,

and then a dotted point on a horizon.

 

I let out my breath,

dragged my feet towards an endlessness,

leaving trails of white crystals.

 

3.23.2020