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.