These changing bodies

fold and fold again

a many hued landscape-

capture the movement in the wind;

beneath the current of shallows

plays the genuine

of landscape, rearranging.

Quick to perform a ruse, and

shape again the light.

How soon from sunset unto dawn,

and then another night.

Such palette rolls across the face

like clouds across the sky

fades into its own beginning

as I sweep it all away

and move dust from one place to a new

as waves move the sea side shore.